I led them with cords of human kindness, with ties of love. To them I was like one who lifts a little child to the cheek, and I bent down to feed them. Hosea 11:3-4 * * * I stand in the doorway of my older son’s...
Isaiah stands at the low wooden shelf of the changing table with his chubby hand tugging on the handle of a basket that’s stuck. Unable to get to the books trapped inside, he turns to me whining and fussing to communicate his desire. Seizing...
“They crucified two rebels with him, one on his left and one on his right.” Matthew 27:38 * * * * * My 18 month-old boys saunter through the house with swaggering bravado like two...
Looking at Stars The God of curved space, the dry God, is not going to help us, but the son whose blood splattered the hem of his mother’s robe. – Jane Kenyon “You know you have blood on your shirt, right?” I was getting ready to meet a friend at a...
He wasn’t quite three when we told him we were expecting twins. I still carried him on my hip into the daycare he attended twice a week; I hung his coat and put on his shoes and treated him like the baby he wasn’t until I found out the twins were coming. ...
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