These are words I typed out in the dark of the night this day last year. A heart longing for direction in the midst of grief. A heart that still longs to hear the voice of God. A heart still longing for the pieces to be placed back in the fragile shattered heart. September 10, 2013 What You Are Unprepared For What do you do with the book you find; given to Elijah from Nana on the event of Clarissa's birth? For a moment your heart skips. . .and you are brought back to that day. You can hear the sounds. You can hear your moms voice. You can see your sons excitement ... View Post
His Chains Are Gone. . .. He’s Been Set Free
His chains are gone. He's been set free. All he knows is peace and more peace. It is we, who are left behind that need the prayers. We walk the hard road. We have walked the year to a different beat. Longing for a familiar cadence. Not to be. Walking the road of grief; blindsided by cancer. Uplifted by grace of a community. Reminders continually of the strength we need to persevere. The unthinkable has happened. It has been a year of firsts. A year with out my mom a year with out my ... View Post
It Is Well With Me. . . .Because Of Him
It's been a year. A year since we were outside harvesting the sunshine for winter. Working together. Spurred on by the holy spirit I went to the barn. 2 kids off at camp. The other 2, with friends. So I went to the barn. To be with my son and my farmer. I wrapped bales. I slowed the process. I wrote on bales. Messages for the dark of winter. I wrote on one bale in particular; which we found months later. When the battle of cancer versus chemo and radiation was waging. I didn't know, ... View Post
What Our Sick Souls Need
She's sick in the night. The 5th to succumb to this stomach bug that is making it's way through the family. The birthday girl. Sick. Physically. Weak and in need. I have been up for long hours each night. It's been years since we've had a stomach bug. Now the youngest. Aren't we all sick? Spiritually sick? Our bodies inching towards death each day? Our weary souls sick with sin? The deep dark place. In need of redemption. Cleansing. A daily walk to the cross. Being washed anew. Psalm ... View Post
