It's All About Connection
Their names were Naomi, Ruth, and Orpah; three strangers who became family. All three suffered great loss. All three faced an uncertain future. It must have been hard for Naomi to suggest that she complete her journey alone. It must have been hard for Orpah to say goodbye and stay behind. It must have been... Continue Reading →
I’m an emotional eater. There, I said it. There’s no taking it back. No more pretending. Here it is, printed in black and white for all the world to see. And that scares me. To declare this as truth is to admit I don’t have it all together. It’s to make myself vulnerable. To share... Continue Reading →
I stood behind the heavy, dark doors wondering what awaited me on the other side. Tossing up one of many silent prayers, I sheepishly stepped into the already crowded room. Would I recognize any of the faces staring back at me? Would I be offered a place to sit? Would conversations come easily, or would... Continue Reading →
Dear Son, Thoughts of you fill my mind tonight. It’s your first night not living at home. And although you’ve been away from home many times, you’ve never not lived here, in this house, under this roof, with your dad and me and your siblings. Yes, tonight is different. You packed up most of your... Continue Reading →
A group of seven year old boys long for a shot at the ball. They wear their jerseys and cleats proudly. Little boys with big dreams, all healthy, all happy. They step up to home plate, bat in hand, not a care in the world except smacking that ball. My son is one of those... Continue Reading →
The word failure dangles within my sight. I reach out and take hold of it, knowing it belongs to me. Its presence so strong, my eyes refuse to focus on anything else. I don’t see progress. Or second chances. And certainly not grace. I only see failure. It follows me around throughout my day, clinging... Continue Reading →
The house, noiseless. The room, dimly lit by a single table-top lamp. Throughout our home, everyone is resting comfortably, unmindful of anything but the hush of the night. All is as it should be - a seemingly quiet, peaceful night. I hold a precious baby girl in my arms as she sleeps soundly on my... Continue Reading →
I lie here in the silence, darkness surrounding me. Only moments ago I was sleeping soundly. No dreams. No restlessness. From a deep sleep to wide awake, nothing but seconds separating the two. I steal a glance at the clock … 4 a.m. Why am I suddenly awake? My mind immediately goes to Elijah. Oh,... Continue Reading →
I’ve been mostly silent these past few months. Pulling back, withdrawing, keeping to myself more than usual. That’s what I do when life gets hard, and right now, life is hard. My grandson, Elijah, has been in the hospital nearly three months. This precious blonde headed, blue-eyed, energetic two year old boy needs a new... Continue Reading →
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