My brother knocked on my bedroom door at our childhood home. “It’s happening,” he said. I jumped out of bed, threw on a sweatshirt, and ran downstairs to my parents’ room. All my siblings and I had moved away from home years before. But that week, we’d returned to the house with the cedar siding…
Staring at Death’s Face She gazed down the way, searching for his familiar form. Surely he’ll be here, she whispered, willing her words to make it so. “Come quickly,” she’d said. “Your friend is sick.” Two days. It’d been two days since she sent word. Where was he? Didn’t he care? Her pace quickened as…
“If you walk along here,” he said, tracing the tip of his pen along the shoreline, “you should be able to see the seals lying out on the sandbar. And here,” the pen stopped, “there’s a little shack people have assembled over the years. We always point it out, but some recent guests told us…
Diapers and 2 a.m. feedings. Car seats and Legos. Preschool and playdates. These things filled my early days of parenting. I had longed for motherhood, so I embraced the busyness along with the joy. As my children grew, things became even more hectic. My husband and I decided to homeschool our two children, so as…
Are you experiencing the tension of transition? Waiting in the “already/not yet” space of leaving what was and not yet realizing what will be? Many refer to this place as the hallway between closed and not-yet-open doors. Although times of transition can be stressful, scary, and secluded, God wants to meet us here. Learn the…