pray without ceasing.

Meet Rebecca Mary.  We have been friends since 7th grade.  In 9th grade, we became inseparable.  Rebecca is the type of person who will run across 2 streets to help a little old lady carrying groceries.  And she always faces challenges head on. When we were in h.s. she went on a overseas softball trip to Australia.  It was totally out of her comfort zone, away from her close knit family, plus Australia doesn't have KETCHUP (if you knew her well you would realize what a conundrum this was) but she did it, and she loved it!  After college, she moved to L.A. where she knew almost nobody but she thrived in a new job, grew up in many ways, and found her soul-mate :).  This past year she has faced a seemingly insurmountable challenge: cancer.  My beautiful, young friend has had to deal with incredible pain, the unknown, fear, multiple surgeries, radiation, and now, chemotherapy.  She has done it with a huge smile on her face, and grace like you can't imagine. 

This past week, my sweet new friend, Jessi, and I hunted for fabric, cut like crazy, and created circle scarves in honor of Becca's battle (for full disclosure, Jessi did most of the sewing, although, if you find any crooked seems, that was me).  I will be selling them here on jdswife for the next couple of weeks.  Please email me at ktdunham@gmail.com if you would like to purchase one.  All profit will go to reflexology treatments to help my dear Rebecca manage her pain.  We decided to make circle scarves because they are really cute.  BUT, after deciding on circles, I was reminded of a verse in Thessalonians that says "pray without ceasing."  My hope is that wearing these scarves that "never stop" will remind you to constantly pray for God's healing in Rebecca's life.  Thank you.

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wow!  what an amazing blessing.  thank you to everyone who placed orders (24 scarves in 24 hours!!!!).  i will be contacting you with further information on shipping/payment during the next two days.  God bless you!  If you are still interested in buying a scarf, email me and if I get enough interest, when we are finished with this big batch we will go fabric hunting and make some more.

chips and guac.

Left room for 15 seconds. Returned and found a little lady, who had climbed onto a chair(her new fav hobby), and dipped a chip in guac. She is too old. I am so in love.

m.j.a.

My sweet best friend and her husband said goodbye to their son, little Matthew James, today. He came into this world strong and mighty...as he has been his whole life. I had the privilege of holding him in my arms very early this morning. The love I have for this boy is something I can't put into words.

little Matthew's birth

I can't stop thinking about him and the hope of heaven I am so grateful for. I think my papa and matthew will be spending some quality time together this week. I guarantee papa will be making matthew giggle with the new jokes he's learned in heaven.

He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away. Revelation 21:4

to watch & to read

Some viewing material (we made this for jd on his long day of classes)

And some reading material...I think this "mom" article is a great read for all. I love my pinterest and my blog roll...but let's not pretend it can't easily lead us down the slippery slope of discontentment and distraction. Power of Moms article

24 and a half years ago.

24 and a half years ago i met my best friend.  we were reagan's exact age.  i do not remember.  but i start to remember tiny bits at about the age we were in this photo.  we are cradling our new baby siblings, b & b.  (g left)

one memory comes to mind.  we were sitting in my plastic play house at the little fold down table.  we were eating toonies (raisins) and fruit snacks.  the ones that were shaped like little tiny eggs.  and laughing.  and then my mom stuck her head in the play house and the memory ends.  my mama says our friendship was uniquely real and deep for 3 years olds.  at that age, i moved from california to spain and we never lived in the same state again.  gwynnie's mom says that she mourned the seperation in a way that was beyond her years. gwynnie has always been a deep thinker.  a genius.  a brilliant writer.  a true friend.  she remembers just as much as i do, which is rare.  she is beautiful, and hilarious, and makes me feel instantly at home, wherever we happen to be.  i am so thankful that God has kept us together, even though we've never really been in the same place, at the same time.

happy 26th birthday g. 

 toasting my cup of coffee to...olive bars, noonies, texas baseball caps, linwood, iced tea and lemonade, suntans, amy grant, a&f, fashion police, goodbye letters, train rides, swings, silk blouses and everything in between.

easter, unedited.

but He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon Him, and by His wounds we are healed.  isaiah 53:5

the little one on my heart.

In my heart, you are a girl. Your mama thinks so, too. I am not a skilled predictor though. I thought Reagan was a boy until I double checked post-delivery.

In my heart, you will have contagious laughter and sing like an angel, like your mama, and have a kind, strong, servant heart like your daddy.

In my heart, you will be in my backyard at least twice a week wearing ALL crewcuts, digging in the dirt and dancing around.

In my heart, you and Reagan both march to the beat of your own drum but when together immediately laugh at the same things, love the same food (except olives) and understand each other perfectly, just like your mamas.

In my heart, you two will be best friends.

Little one. These are my dreams. But as I tossed and turned in bed last night I realized that I might not get the miracle I have prayed for, and that is okay. You are perfect the way you are.

I love the way you have made me question God. I love the way you have grown my faith in my Savior. I love the way you have brought me to my knees in prayer. Thank you, little one, from the bottom of my heart.

psalm 139.13 for you created this baby in liz's inmost being; you knit this baby together in her womb. I will PRAISE you Lord because this baby is fearfully and wonderfully made. Marvelous are Your works, and that my soul knows very well.

to read more about little a, please go to my amazing friend liz's blog at www.singing hallelujah.blogspot.com