171May 4, 2012
Suppose a man went on vacation with his family. He packed carefully, wandering over to his computer more often than perhaps he should to check the live camera feeds at the resort. Â He checked the weather: warm, sunny, 20% chance of rain–always in the afternoon. Â He noted a few days with more cloud icons than […]
172Apr 6, 2012
Today, Adam walks inside smelling of grass, his sharp, blue eyes fastened on me, his stride purposeful. “Hi,” I say, wondering. Â Is this the day for one of his (His) surprises? “Hi, Mommy,” He says, waving one hand a little. Â Then he bends down and kisses me. And I am blown, like the withered petals […]
173Mar 9, 2012
I know how you feel. Days come when I wake up and think, I don’t want to do this. I feel like the husk of a woman, emptied. I am clay, a bowl dusty from the kiln, all scooped out by the master’s hand and cooling in the ashes.  With His fingers He has crumbled and […]
174Feb 24, 2012
She comes to find me and starts the conversation casually, pulling her hair back with one hand, letting it fall. Â The soft blonde strands, deepening now to brown, float out around her face, slide down along the edges of her cheeks. Â Her eyes are wells, stronger and more serious at times than her years. Â Her […]
175Feb 17, 2012
Source: healthyfitandtoned.tumblr.com via Elysa on Pinterest Won’t you come and run with me? Â The skies are blue, the sun warm and guilding life with gold, the road open with possibility. I am a runner. Â And it teaches. And I’m not trying to be dramatic about it, but the truth is this: Â I never believed I […]
176Feb 3, 2012
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 […]
177Jan 13, 2012
Do not believe that I have mastered contentment. I pursue it…ruthlessly. Â But just as I feel it graze my fingertips, it disappears, the butterfly I cannot catch, dancing just nearby. Do you struggle, like me? Â Blessed beyond what you can believe and yet still somehow allowing the ridiculous sigh from your lips? Â I count gifts, […]
178Dec 30, 2011
I have this thing about white lights in Winter. For a few lingering weeks, after the Christmas decorations have been packed away for another year, white lights will still flicker and blink warm here, winking at me, reminding me that the magic is always, not just for a season. Â Here and there, a bit of […]
179Dec 23, 2011
2 days before Christmas, and Kevin and I walk early—a treat, Mom and Dad here, the kids snuggling with them in the dark. Â The breeze feels amazing, blowing in our faces, a reminder of the Spirit walking with us. Â Tears drip down my cheeks, renewing my eyes, even though I’m not crying. Â And I can’t […]
180Dec 16, 2011
This is the first year that Adam has been able to tell me what he wants for Christmas. Â 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. Â I kissed him on the cheek and smiled into bright blue eyes […]