"Sometimes while I'm talking to God, He'll show me something about myself in such a way that I have to laugh at my own humanity and how funny I must look to Him." - Donna

Donna...just found your blog...I absolutely love it! And I love your singing! I'm at work right now and it was just exactly what I needed to hear to help me make it through tonight! Thanks for your ministry here!
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Thursday, May 07, 2015

Mom Moment: For Mother's Day

I wrote a poem called Mom's Retreat and I'm certain I'm not the only mother who's ever escaped to this special place. To read it on CWAHM.com, click HERE and leave a comment there or here on this blog. Thanks!
Happy Mother's Day. - Donna



Anonymous said...

Loved it Donna....Beautiful!! Thanks for always sharing!


Anonymous said...

Your poem brought back memories. I remember those days when the kids were little. The years flew, but some of the days were very l o n g.


Anonymous said...


I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT. I'm printing it and placing it on my refrigerator.


Anonymous said...

LOL! Great poem, Donna! You hit the nail right on the head with that one! Congratulations!

And thanks for sharing that site. I had never seen it before... it looks like a great resource.


Anonymous said...

Donna that was precious. It belongs in Reader's Digest! How cute!

Georgia Richardson - a.k.a. Queen Jaw Jaw
The Queen of Experiences

Anonymous said...

Congrats!! Great poem.


Anonymous said...

Very nice Donna! Loved the poem! You reached a lot of moms with that one!

Blessings on your day,

One of your Barnabus-people,


Anonymous said...

This was great, Donna. It took me a while to click on the link and read it, but I really liked it and could definitely relate. I still have those moments when the bathroom is really the best place to be (to hide?) and it may take me extra-long to make it out of there :)


Anonymous said...

Ha! The bathtub was my retreat, too. That and the Ben Franklin store near where we lived when the kids were little. I'd sit and look at the pattern books in the fabric department on Sat. while Jim was home with the kids. Why? It was a mindless activity, and it was an escape. Strange that we can so badly need an escape from something that we love so very much. :)

Anonymous said...

I forgot to mention that I truly LOVE the poem! It speaks volumes!


Connie Arnold said...

That's a wonderful poem and very fitting for moms!

Donna J. Shepherd said...

Thank you SO much to everyone who has commented. I'm not sure how I missed these comments, but I want you to know I appreciate your taking time to leave your thoughts. I'm not the only one who needed a retreat now and again, but oh, so happy to get back to my favorite job as 'mom' after a very short time. Bless you!

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