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On February 25th 2004 the love of my life was born.

Her name is Maggie. 

She is my sister, my best friend, my joy, my heart, my inspiration, the apple of my eye.

She saves my life every day with her smile and her spunk.

I cannot imagine life without her.

She is my greatest joy and my greatest blessing.

I honestly doubt I could ever love anyone or anything more than this child. 

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This picture is truly a miracle to behold. This baby shouldn’t ever have been born according to the doctors, but God had a different plan. <3 :)
Jonathan’s (his name) mom wrote this while she was still carrying him during her pregnancy:“At just under 18 weeks into our pregnancy, Jason and I learned that we were having another little boy. Within 30 minutes of that happy news came the knowledge that something had been detected by ultrasound that required a level 2 ultrasound and visit to the specialist. The next day, our worst fears were realized as we were told that our baby had issues that were “fatal” and “incompatible with life”. Given the options of terminating the pregnancy or carrying a baby that would not live, we felt devastated and hopeless. In the end, we realized that it was not our decision to make and so we chose to leave it in God’s hands.  Once we made that decision, we immediately felt the weight lift and we were completely at peace.  We named our baby Jonathan, because it means “gift from God” and that’s exactly what Jonathan is. 
I am now 31 weeks pregnant and although there are good and bad days, I can say that Jason and I have never once looked back or regretted our decision to continue to carry this little boy. We don’t know what lies ahead, but one thing has become clear: that things are not exactly what they seemed at 18 weeks. Please see our journal entries for more of Jonathan’s story.  We know so many of you are praying for us and we cannot thank you enough for that. Keep those prayers coming! Love to you all, Lauren, Jason and Tyler Peetz”


This picture is truly a miracle to behold. This baby shouldn’t ever have been born according to the doctors, but God had a different plan. <3 :)

Jonathan’s (his name) mom wrote this while she was still carrying him during her pregnancy:
“At just under 18 weeks into our pregnancy, Jason and I learned that we were having another little boy. Within 30 minutes of that happy news came the knowledge that something had been detected by ultrasound that required a level 2 ultrasound and visit to the specialist. The next day, our worst fears were realized as we were told that our baby had issues that were “fatal” and “incompatible with life”. Given the options of terminating the pregnancy or carrying a baby that would not live, we felt devastated and hopeless. In the end, we realized that it was not our decision to make and so we chose to leave it in God’s hands.  Once we made that decision, we immediately felt the weight lift and we were completely at peace.  We named our baby Jonathan, because it means “gift from God” and that’s exactly what Jonathan is. 

I am now 31 weeks pregnant and although there are good and bad days, I can say that Jason and I have never once looked back or regretted our decision to continue to carry this little boy. We don’t know what lies ahead, but one thing has become clear: that things are not exactly what they seemed at 18 weeks. Please see our journal entries for more of Jonathan’s story.  We know so many of you are praying for us and we cannot thank you enough for that. Keep those prayers coming! 

Love to you all, 

Lauren, Jason and Tyler Peetz”


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"If you have a pulse…you have a purpose."

this video truly shows the beautiful meaning of life. it inspires me and touches my heart. please take a moment to watch this. you won’t regret it! :)

God is good.

He sends miracles in the most unlikely of ways and circumstances. <3

From Jonathan’s caringbridge site:

At just under 18 weeks into our pregnancy, Jason and I learned that we were having another little boy. Within 30 minutes of that happy news came the knowledge that something had been detected by ultrasound that required a level 2 ultrasound and visit to the specialist. The next day, our worst fears were realized as we were told that our baby had issues that were “fatal” and “incompatible with life”. Given the options of terminating the pregnancy or carrying a baby that would not live, we felt devastated and hopelessIn the end, we realized that it was not our decision to make and so we chose to leave it in God’s hands.  Once we made that decision, we immediately felt the weight lift and we were completely at peace.  We named our baby Jonathan, because it means “gift from God” and that’s exactly what Jonathan is. 

I am now 31 weeks pregnant and although there are good and bad days, I can say that Jason and I have never once looked back or regretted our decision to continue to carry this little boy. We don’t know what lies ahead, but one thing has become clear: that things are not exactly what they seemed at 18 weeks. Please see our journal entries for more of Jonathan’s story.  We know so many of you are praying for us and we cannot thank you enough for that. Keep those prayers coming! 

Love to you all, 

Lauren, Jason and Tyler”
for more on Jonathan’s life and progress go to:http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/jonathanpeetz/mystory

(Source: youtube.com)

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"Breakfast at McDonald’s" (a story of unconditional love, acceptance & human compassion)

a while back, this story was shared with me. It seriously touched my heart & I hope it touches yours too. :)

"Breakfast at McDonald’s" (- author unknown)


I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my 
college degree. 

The last class I had to take was Sociology. 

The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every 
human being had been graced with. 

Her last project of the term was called, ‘Smile.’ 

The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their 
reactions. 

I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello 
anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake, literally. 

Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I 
went out to McDonald’s one crisp March morning. 

It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son. 

We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden 
everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did. 

I did not move an inch… an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside 
of me as I turned to see why they had moved. 

As I turned around I smelled a horrible ‘dirty body’ smell, and there 
standing behind me were two poor homeless men. 

As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was ‘smiling’. 

His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God’s Light as he searched for 
acceptance. 

He said, ‘Good day’ as he counted the few coins he had been clutching. 

The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. 

I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation. 

I held my tears as I stood there with them. 

The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. 

He said, ‘Coffee is all Miss’ because that was all they could afford. (If 
they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something 
He just wanted to be warm). 

Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I almost reached out 
and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. 

That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging 
my every action. 

I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more 
breakfast meals on a separate tray. 

I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a 
resting spot. 

I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed 
gentleman’s cold hand. 

He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, ‘Thank you.’ 

I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, ‘I did not do this for you. 

God is here working through me to give you hope.’ 

I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. 

When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, ‘That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope.’ 

We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of 
the grace that we had been given were we able to give. 

We are not church goers, but we are believers. 

That day showed me the pure Light of God’s sweet love. 

I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand. 

I turned in ‘my project’ and the instructor read it. 

Then she looked up at me and said, ‘Can I share this?’ 

I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class. 

She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed. 

In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald’s, my son, instructor, 
and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student. 

I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn: 

UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE. 

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Loving a band with all your heart is something you only understand when it happens to you. On the surface, others can see it as a petty obsession, but they’ll just never know the feeling of putting so much faith into a few people on the other side of the world. It’s hard to explain it to them, the listening to song after song on repeat, the waits for new albums, the excitement and surreal sensation when you finally see them live. They don’t seem to understand why the lyrics booklets give you a sense of comfort, or why you paste photos of them all over your bedroom walls. And they can’t understand why one band could matter to you so much. And you think to yourself ‘Because they saved my life.’ But you say nothing, they wouldn’t understand.

amen.

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