101Feb 10, 2012
Thursday morning, I push a table knife right through the bottom of a glass jelly jar. Nothing shatters. Nothing cracks. The knife jabs in more deeply than it should. And turning the jar upward on a diagonal, I see the flat, silver, jelly-smeared tip of my knife jutting messy through a rounded, toothless gape, all […]
102Jul 8, 2011
“And a sword will pierce your own soul too.” ~Simeon (man “moved by the Holy Spirit”) to Mary (mother of the Savior of all mankind) the gospel of Luke, chapter 2, verse 35 She could not have known. Standing there, with her baby just over a month old, showing up as she was for obedience—Mary […]
103Nov 17, 2007
What mother doesn’t feel great about the fact that she can kiss bruised palms and scraped knees and see tears instantly disappear? Last night while I was busy bathing Zoe, Riley somehow managed a nasty scrape on the top of her foot. Don’t ask me how. Thirty seconds before the scrape appeared, she had been […]
104Nov 16, 2007
It’s a good thing that God has used my children to teach me to have a sense of humor about myself, because lately I am just “cracking myself up” all the time. The kids and I started a tradition a few years ago wherein we spend the week before Thanksgiving celebrating some of the people […]