1Apr 19, 2013
The minute I see the buses, my throat gets thick, before I’ve even spotted my son in the crowds of children clotting the walkways. I’ve come to cheer him on, to acknowledge that he works hard and pushes through. I want him to see me there waiting, watching. “Run, Adam. Run!” I will shout his […]
2Jan 18, 2013
I do not know all the things she has suffered. But when she comes to the door, looking empty, I think of something Mother Theresa once said about seeing Christ in His most distressing disguises. I look in her face, and I see Christ. And I wonder, Can she see Him now, as she looks […]
3Apr 29, 2011
Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake, came a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And […]
4Apr 22, 2011
There are times, when if I had those red shoes, I’d smack the heels together until my feet hurt. The longing for home aches deep, a hunger that won’t go away. I’m not talking about the home I live in here that still stands (praise God) 100 feet—if that—from utter devastation. I’m talking about the […]