I Forgive You

I. forgive. you. Three little words. Three uneventful, uneloquent, rather simple, and honestly too often said nonchallantly, words. My three-year-old obediently says them when she has taken one of her sister’s toys. My seven-year-old proclaims this phrase, after unnecessarily exploding. And yet, the power, the power of letting the toxic cancer of a bitter heart flow […]

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Won’t You Lay Down Your Hand?

Sheets of rain pound the thirsty ground. And we are all thirsty, if we are honest. Are the heavens gracious or cruel, as torrents of rain wash the filth still settling from our roof just cleaned, a few days ago. And when does the brick builder come back to build? Adding layers to our patio, abandoned […]

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This Is My Sanctuary

Eyes closed in the breathe of morn. A night song rises in my chest. But instead of loud and brazen, I nuzzle its anthem like a nursing child, aching for lullabies, needing the worth of a parent in the darkness. And it is there I find rest. There, I sense the affirmation I have been needing […]

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How Do You See Grief? Help for the Hurting

He asked me, “How do you see grief”, in the quiet parking lot, in the same frozen spot where I have wrestled with Jesus. “I see grief, like a wave”, I shared… Lapping itself involuntarily upon your life. If you fight it, you’ll drown. When you ignore it, grief will carry you out to waters, drowning […]

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Jericho Awaits

The heat has really picked up. The shadows aren’t what they once were. Three digits, they say. The sun  doesn’t hold back weight. The sky doesn’t grace us with clouds, blocking the loud, painful rays, scorching the land below. And I have never seen a time, when everything hidden has so been revealed. When what once […]

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He’s Waiting in the Deep

Another morning, 5:00 a.m. Exhausted, eyes don’t know how to sleep. Our Newfie barks wildly at the world next door… And I want to remind him, just because it’s light outside, doesn’t mean the whole earth needs to waken. I’ve found my place lately. Not on the wave of turbulence, on the shores of uncertainty, or […]

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