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“Anger is the cloak sadness wears.” – anonymous It was one of those gray, soggy January days. Ice and fog wrapped the world in a cold mist and I had been trapped at home nursing sick children for over two weeks. So I piled the kids into...
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I sat in the living room last week rocking my poor, sick, sleeping boy and watched while his twin brother explored a small wooden chair. He walked diligently to the book basket, chose a board book, then toddled quickly over to the chair. Placing the...
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Every day, while driving my daughter to kindergarten in a van stuffed with four children that were wrestled, wrapped and carted out one-by-one, I saw him. Sometimes on the way to school, sometimes on the way back home, he appeared on the edge of the...
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Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?” And I said, “Here am I; send me!” Isaiah 6:8 My two oldest children, four and six, share a room far enough away from my own upstairs bedroom that my husband and I keep a monitor on...
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(Tuesday was my thirteenth wedding anniversary and in the wintry slump of sick kids, it was tempting to feel a little discouraged. And yet, there remains, between my husband and I, much to be encouraged about. This post is for my husband, whom I...
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“Come unto me, all you who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.” – God I came into the retreat like our old cat Samson used to come into our house after a string of nights out on the town. Samson would just disappear and...
