“For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed in us.” Romans 8:18 As the jet ascended, Chicago’s city lights overtook the night, light saturating the terrain. It engulfed the darkness, and I marveled at its radiance. Cars became pin pricks in … Continue reading God is Sovereign. I am not.
Imagine not hearing from God for 400 years. He said he was going to act. He said a Promised One would come, but year after year, generation after generation there is nothing but seemingly stony silence. No prophets, no voice from heaven. “But for you who fear my name, the sun of righteousness will rise … Continue reading No More Gloom (Remastered Edition)
As I held my shaking hands out, palms up, one desperate word formed, “Help!” I knew God understood what I could not pray. Help me open my hands to you, Lord! I sat on a hospital bed, and the steady rhythm of a heartbeat echoed from a fetal monitor. I was twenty-four weeks pregnant, and my placenta … Continue reading Open Hands in Life and Death
Giggles pealed through the air contrasting the rhythmic break of waves against shore. Children ran, full of joy, letting water crash against their ankles. Shovels plunged into sand. Fingers and toes curled, greedily exploring the texture as if they were made for sand and sea. “Look at this beautiful shell Mommy!” They showered me with … Continue reading Countless Thoughts
At six years since his death, the life I had with Jon is an ebbing memory. This anniversary is markedly different than the rest; death feels like different lifetime ago. It may have much to do with hands full with a cute chunker named Hudson. At six years some memories remain vivid, but many of … Continue reading Six Years.
Last night I tossed and turned, waking up bleary eyed and running on fumes. Pregnancy has a whole lot to do with it, for sure. Sleep has gotten weird. But that wasn’t the main thing really. I couldn’t turn my mind off. The tired hamster in my brain ran in circles all night. Today is … Continue reading 5 Years. Grace and Mercy.
He was an irresistible week-old newborn, and it was his first Sunday at church. When his mom held him to her shoulder he bore the trademark “I’m just gonna mold completely to your body” newborn snuggle. Talk about baby fever right there! And then I thought, “That is going to come out of me? That … Continue reading That’s going to come out of me?
Folding laundry may be my undoing someday. Seriously, it’s my least favorite chore. The clothes are clean, and they’re doing just fine over there in a tumbling mountain not hurting anybody, thank you very much. We seem to produce a lot of laundry for just the two of us. My husband is a giant, so … Continue reading For Everything a Season
“But there will be no more gloom for her who was in anguish.” Isaiah 9:1 For me it’s been a year of “no more gloom.” Rather, 2016 has been mostly light and overflowing joy! How thankful I am for such a happy season, a beauty out of ashes sort of year. It’s been awhile since sweet … Continue reading No More Gloom
It was late. I sat on our bed, eyes glued to my phone, unable to stop tracking the results of the national election. I readily admit I couldn’t vote for either of the top candidates, and trepidation crept in at the thought of either outcome. He slid into the room like Tom Cruise in Risky … Continue reading On dancing. And elections.
When Mercy Found Me 