We Are His Hands

Our birds enjoy berry, seed, and mealworm cylinders near our front porch throughout the day. These now last a good deal longer since we installed a squirrel baffle. The squirrels still stop by, along with the doves, to glean the scattered seeds that fall from the feeder to the ground but they’re no longer eating …

And We’re Live!

Last month I had the opportunity to record an hour long podcast interview remotely. I won’t lie, I was nervous. I prayed over my content, prepared my notes and answered the call feeling solidly prepared. Marla, my host, did a beautiful job of putting me at ease while getting the formalities out of the way. …

Make It Stop

Hurricane Harvey arrived in Houston, Texas just before Jacob was scheduled for brain surgery that had the potential to end his seizures. Though he turned nineteen during his weeklong evaluation earlier in that year, he was to be treated as a pediatric patient. This would allow me to stay with him in the hospital as …

Shared Stories

Amelia’s courage grew as she reached for the handholds on the rock wall. She gripped tightly to the blue and yellow holds while moving her feet onto the green and red. My husband and I built the playground to last so I had boarded off two open rail sections to keep the babies from falling. …

Preach 

I’m stymied! I’m committed to memorizing Jesus’s Sermon on the Mount this year but I’m barely twenty verses in and I’ve hit a wall. Focusing on new verses interrupts my memory of the initial ones. I could use my age as an excuse or cite unrealistic expectations and simply give up but I have other …

No More Ice Cream

Hot and humid was the forecast for our zoo day so I promised my grandbabies soft serve ice cream after lunch. We stood in line behind half a dozen other patrons inching our way toward the ordering window. When only two people remained ahead of us, the worst happened. We saw the lone cashier, half …

Perpetual Praise

You wouldn’t find me very sympathetic were you to complain to me about the inconvenience of traveling to or waiting to see your doctor. You may assume this is because of my husband’s profession but you would be wrong. For the first two years following Jacob’s brain surgeries, we traveled to Houston to follow up …

Spread Thin

Timothy wanted up and then he wanted down. He wanted to swing and then he didn’t. He would play contentedly for a few minutes then he would see Thomas hadn’t finished his snack yet so he wanted a bite too. His mama picked him up and snuggled him. He grinned and giggled before wiggling down …