The sun rises in its glory. It will be another beautiful day. Such a gift to farmers. Hope. It is 11 months today. 11 months of not my will but thine. A journey I do not want to travel, but must. This place is uncomfortable and unpredictable. I long to change the path. I will for it all to be different. I want to hear Elijah's voice. I long to have my 17 year old be 18. I wrestle fiercely in my spirit. We are not of this earth. This. This is not our home. We are on a journey to eternal life. This path is lived with bowed knee. In ... View Post
A Gift, We Hope, Will Keep On Giving
I walk into the auditorium. They are setting up for Honors Night. I feel the weight of grief. I stagger against the emotion. This is so hard. Each event tormenting in some way. I hand them the envelope. An envelope filled with a portion of a communities' generosity. It's been a year since we watched our red headed boy walk across the stage and receive the Music Department Award. He wasn't going to college. So there were no scholarships. He was going to serve His country. Now he resides with the King of Kings. In ... View Post
The Best Birthday Gift. . . Ever
Each year I would begin calling my dad around the end of March. The countdown to my birthday had commenced. We played this game for years. Well into my adulthood. Long after I should have stopped. I loved it. Mom had a knack for making birthdays and holidays magical. It wasn't anything she bought. It was her excitement. It was catchy. She singled you out. For worth. For purpose. My birthday meant Spring. The end of the cruel winter. Each birthday wonderful. Spent with family and friends. It didn't matter what we did. I just loved being together and celebrating. Mom is ... View Post
