Thursday morning, and it hits me. The tears unexpected, I turn the corner into our neighborhood, thankful I’ve made it well beyond the place where I left my kids before the emotion rolls over me in waves, making me gasp. Sometimes it happens that way. I’m going on about my day, and then I see […]
go to the dentist Last Thursday, I wrote it nonchalantly on the schedule, just below morning chores and breakfast. The girls already knew. Riley pays attention to the calendar, had prayed about it the night before. Remembering the last visit—when the dentist pulled me aside right next to Zoe and told me two of her permanent […]
Do not believe that I have mastered contentment. I pursue it…ruthlessly. But just as I feel it graze my fingertips, it disappears, the butterfly I cannot catch, dancing just nearby. Do you struggle, like me? Blessed beyond what you can believe and yet still somehow allowing the ridiculous sigh from your lips? I count gifts, […]
This is the first year that Adam has been able to tell me what he wants for Christmas. Just a few weeks ago, I stood in the kitchen wrapping my arms around my nine year old son, who laughed but squirmed with discomfort. I kissed him on the cheek and smiled into bright blue eyes […]
As your Christmas cards decorate our mail with friendship, I give thanks. I walk down the road, swinging my arms, telling God how He’s always provided someone. I read your notes, happy to see the curves of your handwriting, as personal to you as your fingerprints. I smile when you apologize, thinking your penmanship a […]
My children live for what’s coming. One of the first things autism parents learn, while the word still tastes bitter in our mouths and progress feels an odyssey away, is that a well-used schedule can change your life. In the old days, when I still couldn’t quite explain out loud why we all floundered, I thought I’d never […]
May your unfailing love be my comfort…(Psalm 119:76) Last night, they sat in the chair together, a boy and his dad. For years, Kevin’s lap has been the place where Adam finds the most comfort. In his most terrible moments, when he cries so hard he gasps for air, this is the place he remembers […]
Just when the caterpillar thought his life had ended, he became a butterfly. ~Proverb For days, we stare at the five chrysalides hanging from the top of the butterfly habitat Zoe requested for her birthday, anticipating new birth. Transformation is something we are passionate about, knowing it to be God’s skill, His masterpiece. He’s woven […]
Last week, two friends knelt in the dirt beside me, the grass pressing lines into their ankles, and washed my feet. That’s exactly what they did, even if it looked more like twisting shovels into the earth and planting a little hope. We buried the seeds of allium, hyacinth, tulips, and daffodils, tucking them away for […]
October feels ripe for walking. So on Saturday, we walked in the park, away from hurry. For a while, we left all else behind and moved straight to the heart of Grace, the evidence in things created. The leaves applauded our rest, dancing with the wind, dappling the sunlight that drifted through the trees, gold […]
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