How Does He Hold Us?

How Does He Hold Us?

How Does He Hold Us? I snuggled on the bed next to my son. He was struggling through pain, and I stroked his back and tried to comfort him. I reminded him God cared about his hurt—that God loved him and he too grieved along with him in his pain. “But it doesn’t really...
Like Jesus

Like Jesus

Like Jesus I shuffled back and forth along the tile connecting my laundry room to my kitchen. A full day at home demanded clothes to clean and a kitchen to tidy. On one of my passes back towards the laundry room with an armful of goods to return to the pantry, I...
Praying Let’s Make a Deal

Praying Let’s Make a Deal

Praying Let’s Make a Deal I confess, sometimes I play Let’s Make a Deal with God. Silent prayers cross my mind, and I realize the words I’m saying: God, would you please answer this one? I want this even more than the last. You don’t have to answer the others,...
Fear After Grief

Fear After Grief

Fear After Grief I sat on the table of the surgical outpatient room. I already made it through the agonizing wake-up from anesthesia, and I was ready to retreat home. My cut-up body moaned quietly beneath the haze of Vicodin.  The report was good. The doctor said it....
I Just Need Something New!

I Just Need Something New!

I Just Need Something New! Your eyes pass back and forth over the clothes hanging in your closet. Nothing looks appealing. Nothing “sparks joy.” I just need to throw it all out and start fresh. Maybe I should make one of those capsule wardrobes.  After pulling an old...

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