"The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy;

I came that they may have life, and have it abundantly."

John 10:10

Thursday, September 2, 2010


I am the oldest of three girls.  I love my younger two sisters.  Without a doubt, they are my best friends.  My heart is full of memories:  doing our hair together as we prepare for school, playing with my youngest sister as our "baby," standing up in each others' weddings.  When we had Madeline, I really wanted to give her a sister.  It turns out that was not a problem.  I consider all my girls so blessed to have sisters.  There is something about the bond of sisters. 

My sisters are incredible women.  Let me tell you....

My youngest sister, Marissa, delivered a handsome baby boy named Charlie two days ago.  She is going to have her hands full taking care of Charlie and his big sisters.  Maleah is a responsible 3 year old.  Layla is a very spirited 1 and a 1/2 year old.  We visited Marissa yesterday, less than 24 hours after giving birth.  You would never know she had just pushed a baby out.  She was walking around the room, looking fabulous, helping run after all the kids.  Seriously, people.  I think I birth babies and recover well.  Marissa is in a league of her own.  She is one tough lady. 

My middle sister, Alisa, takes amazing photos.  I could never do that. But she loves to bless others through her special gift. She is fabulous.

I pray that my girls have the same pride in each other.  I pray they have the same fierce dedication to helping find God's best for each other.  I pray they are as thankful for their sisters as I am of mine.


The O's said...

sweet! I know exactly how you feel about the sister thing!! ;)

Alisa said...