take heart, friend

This world is filled with trouble, the kind that starts in your heart and works its way out through worry and fear and disappointments. The kind where all families have left of their loved ones is a name on a memorial. And they lay tired hands on top of the letters...

on being stubborn

He asked me, What would be life-giving to you today? And it didn’t really matter what I said after that, because the question itself breathed life into me. But I answered anyway, and we packed up the kids and headed to the big park across town. September smiled...

for when things feel big

I saw it first, feathered out on the hot pavement of the parking lot. It was instinct to put my body between him and it. It never occurred to me that he, a four year old boy, may find a headless bird endlessly fascinating. It takes a lot of work to keep my little...

within us

Sometimes dinner is a microwaved chicken patty and love is a tent on a chair. And they get so much joy from those blanket forts in the corner that you hate to make them clean it up when the sun goes down. But they do and you know that tomorrow morning, they’ll...

for when you need an anchor

On Tuesday, I watched the sun set and on Wednesday morning, I saw it come back up again. It all runs together, the dark and the light and the rush and the steady. Life carries us along with the current and sometimes we lay back on our floats and drag limp hands...