Loved Ones
This beautiful tender ache. My soul hurts and flourishes in the being of this place and all its mortals. My friends, my sisters, mothers, brothers, fathers, and all of these. The sin-sick abides with the God image. One moment brilliant with reflection. The next...
My Hero (Psalm 18)
I love you, O Lord, my strengthmy God . . in whom I take refuge.I call upon the Lord,who is worthy to be praised,and I am saved from my enemies.In my distress I called up on the Lord;to my God I cried for HELP!!!!From His temple He heard my voice,and my cry to Him...
Riding High
The day awaits (and has been for some time). Like the impatient taskmaster it is, my planner sits open, toe-tapping, incessantly nagging me to attend to all its demands. Demands that reflect a confused mix of my own ambition, duty, desire, diligence. And fear. Written...
18-29 of forever
18. workday calls home from my love just to check in19. children who value their parents' wisdom20. realizing there's so much to learn from my children21. naps22. fresh cherry cobbler23. BIG breakfasts22. more books than time23. daisies24. grace and forgiveness that...
Grown
Twenty years old. Two weddings in a week. Faithful friend and cousin, honored to stand as witness to a monumental rite of passage into manhood. My son.Even as the grooms say "I do", my heart swells with the notion that his turn will arrive one day soon. After two...
Cotton Candy
"Mom, you want this? You can have it!" He holds up a fluffy, blue bunch. Anything but appetizing. I hesitate. "Really, Mom, I don't mind." Sugary, sticky, half-eaten yuck. But I see the look on Sammy's face. He holds a treasure. A valuable offering of sweet little boy...
