tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712476185050900324.post5133011014386850916..comments2024-01-02T19:39:27.832-05:00Comments on Heart Cries: Love is a LanguageRebekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920816691217676013noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712476185050900324.post-23506372807976327902018-03-21T20:25:32.013-04:002018-03-21T20:25:32.013-04:00❤ I would love to be your IRL friend! If we can...❤ I would love to be your IRL friend! If we can't be real with one another, what good are we?Rebekahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11920816691217676013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712476185050900324.post-60383963703252268442018-03-21T20:23:05.261-04:002018-03-21T20:23:05.261-04:00How wonderful that you are so close! My mother-in-...How wonderful that you are so close! My mother-in-law is a precious gift. She, too, only lives 5 minutes away!Rebekahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11920816691217676013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712476185050900324.post-51168703650845663922018-03-21T20:21:54.809-04:002018-03-21T20:21:54.809-04:00It is so hard. We say no to most things and stick ...It is so hard. We say no to most things and stick close to home, but we still don't have enough time in the day to do it all. It reassures me to think about my upbringing and that I only remember handfuls of details from my young life. If our kids know love - like feel it in there bones - the rest will work itself out.Rebekahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11920816691217676013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712476185050900324.post-792220281799409802018-03-21T16:34:40.016-04:002018-03-21T16:34:40.016-04:00I think I say this every single time I comment, bu...I think I say this every single time I comment, but I really do love your heart. I love how you humbly admit you are not perfect, while letting the light of Jesus shine brightly through you. I only wish I lived closer to you, because I'd totally want to be your IRL friend.Charhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13406064133884560608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712476185050900324.post-38073132580070298712018-03-21T13:57:15.987-04:002018-03-21T13:57:15.987-04:00Rebekah, So sweet and so touching. I imagine my da...Rebekah, So sweet and so touching. I imagine my daughter and son-in-law and their daily struggle to do the things you discuss above with my 5 grandchildren. I know it's got to be hard. I was there night before last and it was my daughters 39th birthday. Jim, my SIL was at ball practice with the boys (13 and 11) and Stephanie had just gotten home with the girls (9,7 and 4). It was past the youngest bedtime and time for the girls to go to bed. Teeth brushing and pjs later I went upstairs to put them to bed. It was prayers and kisses and hugs and laughter. The 2 oldest share a bedroom and the 4 year old is by herself. I hug and kiss them the number of times of their ages. Ha Ha! it was a competition up to about 100 hugs and kisses before I got back downstairs. I can only imagine what it's like at your house. I'm blessed to live 5 minutes away from them. You are such a wonderful and special Mom! Ben is a wonderful and special Dad! Much love to you both! DawnAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01359963351012179793noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712476185050900324.post-34135245508389848422018-03-20T23:22:54.030-04:002018-03-20T23:22:54.030-04:00Oh, how your post hits home. As a mom of 3 kids w...Oh, how your post hits home. As a mom of 3 kids with ADHD and some ASD characteristics, there are so many tasks that need executive functioning support. Tonight, I feel like I want to love my kids in their love languages, but I feel weary too. I so want to help their paths be less rocky and for it to be possible for them to succeed. Finding time to nurture their hearts needs to be a priority, but I always feel I am dropping one ball or another.Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05521684544246913725noreply@blogger.com