When Fall Brings Loss and The Cross

Fog sleeps deep on our open field, this crisp fall morning. And it’s almost like someone told heaven, the weight of my very own heart. A slippery, unfinished deck, flashes me back to last summer. Memories of sitting there, watching kids play, hearing their laughter dancing through my being. Yet, what was relaxing has now become […]

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He is Good, Even in the Storms

Gusts rage against the front of our faces as eyes squint for the big, yellow, school bus, coming up the hill. At only a few feet tall, I see the wind push and pull, take the mighty cedars and bend them low, without question or permission. And I wait, as his tiny voice, resonates through the […]

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