The Aftermath


By: Betty Predmore

I sit here this morning, surveying the aftermath of a weekend with house guests and birthdays. On Friday, my home was something to be proud of. It was clean and sparkly, everything was in its place, and it was ever do serene. This morning there are shoes in the floor, toys strewn across the table, a pile of used towels in the bathroom, and a table full of birthday gifts I don’t have the energy to put away.

Does this upset me? Does this frustrate me? Does this make me weary? Absolutely not! When I look around this morning, I don’t see a mess. I smile and remember the laughter that was shared in my home this weekend. I remember the smiles of my little girl as she turned 8 years old. I remember the squeals of my granddaughter, and my little boys wrestling with their big brother. I remember the delicious meals my husband made so lovingly for his family, and I remember all the hugs and kisses.

I am proud of this mess. This mess means that this mama shared a beautiful weekend with her babies. This mess means that loved flowed through this place. This mess means that “mama’s” house is home.

“She looks well to the ways of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness.” Proverbs 31:27


Our Beautiful Gift


By: Betty Predmore

My mind knows it but my heart cannot conceive it. My baby girl….the beautiful little angel that came to our home to be our daughter when she was 14 months old….is eight today. How did that happen? I turned around for just a second and time passed me by. She is becoming so self-sufficient….braiding her own hair, picking her own (very stylish) outfits, and pretty much managing every one in the house. She is a fiery little ball of energy, into everything and always full of excitement. The Lord really wanted to teach me something new when He gave me this precious girl and I have learned so much. I have learned about patience, about learning issues, and about attention deficiencies. I have also learned a great deal about devotion, courage, and indisputable love.

Psalm 22:30 says, “Our children will also serve him. Future generations will hear about the wonders of the Lord.” This little girl loves Jesus. She says He lives in her heart. My prayer is twofold….a prayer of thanksgiving for the blessed gift of this sweet girl who makes our family complete, and a prayer of hope that she continues to love her Jesus and grows to serve Him with her heart and her life.

Thank you Lord for blessing us with this little “hot mess” who keeps us on our toes, challenges us daily, and gives us more love than we deserve. We are truly blessed.