An Open Letter to the Grieving – from the Body of Christ Part Two: Promise To the grieving, the afflicted, the soul-sorrowed, the broken-hearted and the burdened: We grieve with you. We promise not to dismiss or minimize the paralyzing pain of your grief. We acknowledge it is your whole life right now. We promise […]
Here we are again. The slow unfurling of green brightens the view out our windows and Mother’s Day is looming large on the horizon. We know what this means. We know social media will overflow with flowers and cards with handprints and breakfast in bed and spilled juice and smushy-jam-faced selfies. I know you began […]
My hands were a slurried mess. I don’t mind, really. I rather like the feel of wet, warm clay in my hands as the wheel spins. I like the way it forms soggy clumps on the heel of my hand. I like how time slows and nearly stops as my hands draw form from a […]
January is always the same for me. It’s a slow wind-up the last week of December. A cold feeling creeps in, then the dreams start. Slow-motion dreams of ambulances and sirens and silent screaming and the sight of my mom’s face smiling. Always smiling… her thin, blonde (greying) curls bouncing above her like a halo. […]
The moment she managed to wriggle free from my grasp and escape the tub, she was thoroughly lathered with conditioner. I was trying something new. Instead of leaning over the tub, knees and back aching all the while, I decided to change and climb into the tub with her. A splendid idea, really. The relative […]
Photo Credit: Jon Beall I don’t think it was until the third year of our Advent celebration as a married couple that I started to struggle as much with the Christmas season. In the years prior, I thought “who knows where we’ll be at this time next year?” However, by the third year, my thoughts […]
I was on the cusp of going live with this series and I was at the losing end of a two week wait. The irony of the situation was not lost on me. If I had chosen to waste the money, I would have been on the losing end of a three minute eternity. I […]
—Thank you so much for joining us in this Advent series! I pray it will be a blessing to you.
We’re wanderers, we waiters.. we shift and shuffle from this foot to that. We pace the narrow space we’re waiting in, stare out the window awhile; and sometimes, when the waiting becomes too much and worry has overwhelmed us too long, we wander. Infertility makes us wander. Singly-focused on one desire, impatience makes us wander. […]
Peace is coming!