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My Tess.

Tess Stern was born on a snowy, 7-degree day in the middle of the heartland.  She’s our only true Cornhusker – thus, the red hair.  She came during a really difficult and dark time in my life and her arrival into our world was the clearest picture I’ve ever seen of how God makes all things new.  He’s always at work.  Always building.  Always beautiful.

Besides her beautiful red hair, Tess walks life out with a quiet dignity that gives her a sense of mystery…like you just can’t quite figure her out.  She’s definitely picked up the Stern woman sass and can deliver a clever line in a way that I’m sure will get her in trouble one day, but for now just makes me laugh and proud.  Her love for Jesus and family is something I treasure and her loyalty to friends is something that I – at 42 – envy.   Without a doubt, I am blessed to know her and beyond blessed to be her mom.

I love you, Miss Stern.  Happy Birthday.


February 10, 2008 - 10:20 pm

Cher - How well I remember the range of emotions surrounding the planning and arrival of Miss Tess Abigail. I will forever treasure the hours holding her in the hospital and praying over her and your family…a lot like Moses declaring to the enemy, “Let my people go!”. It was intense and it was warfare. I will also never forget the plane taking off…as scheduled…with you and your beautiful daughters heading to the promised land of Oregon and knowing that it was nothing short of a miracle.

Dearest Tess, what a divine appointment God has given to you in His Kingdom. My prayers will always continue just like they began 13 years ago. I love you!


February 10, 2008 - 11:22 pm

Tess - Thank you so much, Mom and aunt Cheryl. That was an amazing thing to blog about!!!:) I love you so much!


February 15, 2008 - 4:13 am

Pam - Yeah so…I’m gonna be profound, too.


how was that? 🙂