You know these curves better than I do.You trace them with intention,with lightness, with love.You take my shape slowly,knowing that I have not yetfinished growing or grieving.And with one touch you smoothmy shattered edges into glass thatwas forged in passion instead of pain.I cannot be broken with ... Read More about Despondency
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Birth: An Advent Reflection
Christopher was delivered by his mother with a small cry into my gloved hands when I was fifteen. His father gasped and I was silent with joy upon hearing a blessed wail from his lungs. I could see the clock hands moving even though I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that time stood still as I ... Read More about Birth: An Advent Reflection
He Points Us Home
I closed my eyes for a twenty-minute nap on the couch, only to be awakened fifteen minutes later by a blood-curdling scream directly outside the window behind me. But as frightened as I was, I was completely disoriented and didn’t want to risk motion. The sound came again, this time closer. I ... Read More about He Points Us Home
Look for the Light
When I was a child, the day after Thanksgiving was spent shopping for only one thing: that year’s Christmas tree. My parents took the two bench seats out of our minivan, and my sister and I climbed in the back, thrilled at the rebelliousness of riding in a vehicle not only without seatbelts but ... Read More about Look for the Light
Pancakes with a Side of Grace
One of my son’s favorite restaurants is IHOP, where he somehow manages to fit an entire Funny Face pancake into his kid-size stomach in about ten minutes. We went to eat there last weekend at his request, and as soon as our food was delivered, he gleefully started gobbling up his breakfast. About ... Read More about Pancakes with a Side of Grace