Who am I? A wife for almost 40 years. A mom for over 36 years. A sister and a friend, of course. Each of these help describe me. But, even more, I have been a Christian since accepting Him as my Savior when I was 12 years old and, this truth defines each area of my life. I have enjoyed some mountain top experiences but have been through some very deep valleys as well. Valleys of incredible grief and even pits of depression. However, most of my days are ordinary, routine kind of days. But in every one of my days, God has been faithful. He has walked with me whatever the day. He strengthens, comforts, encourages and blesses me with life "most abundant."

A favorite life verse: The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly. John 10:10

Why do I write? Though not quite as private as my dad, I am definitely my father's daughter. I find it difficult to share. And to let others in. But I do love to write. I love to put words into sentences and sentences in paragraphs that help express my thoughts. I hope my words help me share my heart. Share the life that God has given me and all that He has done for me and through me. I write with the hope of giving Him at least a bit of the glory He is due.

A verse to guide my writing: That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ. I Peter 1:7

Oh, Yes He Did

Posted on By jennifer

How do I know my Hubbie truly loves me?? Well – here’s one more way I will tuck away to remember….

Saturday night, we are coming home from our Sunday school Christmas party. We had a great time! I had taken some dip in the crock pot and had said pot sitting at my feet so Hubbie’s driving could not “accidentally” tip the pot over:) Getting out of the van, I awkwardly lifted my foot up over the crock pot, caught my heel in the hem of my skirt totally losing my balance and completely wiped out on the garage floor. It was not pretty – but I really was not concerned with my pride at that point because my wrist was KILLING me!! Oh my goodness – hurt!!

Good news – it is not broken! (I cannot fathom how much an actual broken bone must feel..never had one!) Bad news – at this point, it is useless!! I can do NOTHING with that wrist…and did I mention it, it is the right wrist and I am right-handed??? Frustrating does not begin to describe how I feel…

Anyways, back to my sweet Hubbie. Today, I am supposed to be attending an annual Christmas luncheon that a friend does every holiday. It is an amazing spread – all homemade dishes that she does completely solo – and something I look forward to each year. But I can barely dress myself…much less get my face on…and all hope was gone of fixing my hair. And do you know – that sweet man of mine – blew my hair dry AND flatironed it!! Can’t believe it myself. And it looks good enough to leave the house:) Too good to me, I’m tellin’ ya!

I’m off to that luncheon!!

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Comments (9)

  1. Oh what a guy!! I would be terrified to let my husband take a flat iron to my hair though, haha…I am soo sorry this happened to you…I'll pray you recover quickly. Thank God it wasn't broken. I took a spill last week on the stairs….Not hurt, but soo jarring. My neck and back and wrist were jarred and landed on my poor knees. Just sore for a couple of days. I am just too old for these kind of things. ENJOY your luncheon..Blessings, Debbie

  2. You've got a great guy there!! I do too, but I think he would be a little lost with a flatiron:)

    Those falls can happen in a second and change your life for awhile, can't they?! Eleven years ago I slid on a little pebble on our entry way tile, landed very softly, but broke my ankle so badly it required surgery, and then no weight-bearing for 6 wks. Just like that! Two months home from work.
    Sooo glad yours wasn't broken-especially with all there is to do this time of year!
    Take care- praying for a quick recovery for you!

    Linda C

  3. wow, he did that?! that's so awesome! can he come do mine for me? i hate flat ironing my hair, lol. i can't do the back properly!
    so sorry about your wrist. i hope it heals quickly. so happy it's not broken!

  7. Bless your heart, Jodi! Sure hope your wrist heals real soon! That was definitely a very close call! You do have a "keeper" of a husband! How sweet of him to fix your hair for you AND to do a good job of it! Mine would end up looking like a squirrel's nest, I'm sure! LOL! Take good care of yourself!

  8. Our men are great aren't they? I had surgery and my husband is trying to wait on me "hand & foot". I love it. Even if he does not know where anything is and what to do with it – I love it!

  9. awww this is super cute!! dad used to fix my hair when i was little remember? is there a reason that you wouldn't fix my hair homie? I never thought about it that way 🙂

    ps. I'm commenting on this post because if you were wanting me to get on here and look at the Christmas in Heaven thing, not happenin!!! I'm sure it's beautiful, but not happenin

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