Welcome to Full of Joy! I’m so happy you stopped by. In all my ten years of blogging, I have yet to actually introduce myself. I’ve noticed other bloggers have intro posts, and love the idea. So, Hey ALL! My name is Abigail. Yes, I like to be called Abigail. Since Joy is my middle name, and Abigail means, “Father’s source of joy”, the blog is aptly named Full of Joy. The irony being joy is not a natural component…
Dear Priscilla, If I could, I would invite you to my home for coffee and cake (a German tradition I’ve adopted from my hubs) midafternoon while my babies are (hopefully) napping sometime very soon. I would share with you how very important your Bible study, “The Armor of God” has been deep down in my soul these last several months. You have taught that my mind, will, emptions, and conscience are the sum of my soul (Pg. 71)….
Congratulations to my college Roomie- Amanda! We chose the winner the good ‘ol fashion way- Jase picked her name out of the “hat” (bowl)! Thank you so much to ALL who participated- it means a whole lot. Roomie, a package will be coming your way!
March 27, 2006. A young, 24 year old woman sat in excited anticipation at a small, light-colored table in her sunny kitchen. She looked around the apartment she rented with a friend. It was the first home she could call her own. Independence. Adulthood. It suited her. Though a deeply broken heart haunted her, she was ready for a new beginning. A fresh start. Blogging seemed to be the ideal way to chronical this new freedom, so she sat at…
(L) My friend, Dan (R) Jamie Allow me to introduce you to my dear friend, spiritual mentor, and former Pastor, Jamie Miller! If you read the post, “Sweet Things” a few weeks ago by Gretchen Miller I suspect by now you’re connecting the dots they are husband and wife! They are so dear to me. God used them to help shape my heart understanding of who Christ is, and how He loves me. They serve college students (and any person…
Everything in me wants to curl up on the couch with my favorite quilt (we actually named it “the favorite quilt!”) and CRASH. I’m just so tired. Physically I did not get the sleep I needed last night, but mentally and emotionally I am so weary. The constant message I’ve been receiving lately is that I’m not good enough. Whether it be youth ministry, parenting, being a wife, or planning events- I am feeling like all signs point to QUIT. Even…
This is an unexpected post, to say the least. Last week I had promised a post on finding joy in mothering during those trying times, and I will follow through. But today, there is a pressing situation happening in my life I must write about. It is currently Saturday, March 5, but this will be published on Tuesday, March 8. A few days ago, I had my regular one year exam with my gynecologist. Normally I’m not too concerned over these appointments. I’ve…
The Truth About Mothering…well, let’s see. Our strong man! Last week in the Daily Dubbe I gave a snapshot update on each member of our family. Towards the end of the post I realized I hadn’t really shared much about me. It’s much easier to focus on everyone else in our little family then to actually have to break down my own self. So here it is, the truth about mothering- my mothering to be exact. I’m completely, 100%…
Hey all! Happy rainy Tuesday! Rainy days can be really great. They give me an excuse not to pressure myself to take the kids outside. They give me an excuse to drink an extra cup of coffee. AND, they make for the perfect writing atmosphere! So here I am with my steaming mug of dark roast flavored with the hidden gem I found at Walmart the other night- white chocolate raspberry creamer! I thought those Christmas creamers were long gone-…
The song I posted last week has been the theme of my heart in a deep and unexpected way. When I lie awake, “Abba” runs through my mind. When I wake up in the middle of the night, “I belong to you” has been dancing through my thoughts. The phrase, “You’re closer than the skin on my bones” has been bursting in my heart. JESUS! I feel chills on my arms as I acknowledge His presence as closer than the…
