I’ve been thinking lately about names. If you’ve read my book, Counting Grains of Sand, you know my husband and I had a girl’s name picked out almost from the day we married. Lizzie. But then we couldn’t have children. When we received the phone call about our daughter, when they told us her name was Elizabeth, it was this whisper from God: You thought loving the name … [Read more...] about The Most Important Thing to Remember About Your Name
I was sixteen years old the first time I penned a fairy tale. My best friend and I were talking about the basic fairy tales and how they’d all been around for so many years—why wasn’t anyone writing anything new? This was, of course, before Enchanted and Frozen. So we sat down and started writing stories. Her story was delightful and included dresses made of sunsets. Mine included a girl … [Read more...] about Life is Better with Fairy Tales and Parables
I still remember the wild fear that rushed through me. The way everything slowed and my heart raced and instinct took over. There is no way I would have had the gumption to take on a two thousand pound mama cow who was charging—except for one small detail: my daughter was on the wrong side of the gate. I doubt I have ever moved that fast in my life, but the straw bale I had been carrying … [Read more...] about She was good, so God gave her babies.
I like buying my husband hoodie sweatshirts. He wears them for work, layering them in the cold because they give him more movement than big bulky jackets. His sweatshirts get beat up pretty badly. If it's not being crammed behind the seat of a tractor that does them in, it's the grease and grime of a mechanic's life. Especially once warmer weather starts coming and he pulls off layers as the … [Read more...] about A Little What-To-Look-For-In-A-Husband Story
“Mom, look at me!” I turned my head toward my son and he stared at my face intently. “Your eye is really red,” he pointed out. I nodded. “It’s irritated from the sun and dust.” He jumped down and raced off to examine another tractor at the auction. As soon as I arrived home that night, I pulled out my contacts and rinsed my eyes with solution, trying to shake free the gritty dustiness … [Read more...] about How To See Pain With True Sight
My grip on his shoulder was rapidly turning from “directive” and “connecting” to let me remind you how furious I am right now. I let go immediately and he moved ten feet away from me. It was dark outside, but the moon was full and bright so his posture of fear and detachment was perfectly clear. Oh, Lord, my heart started praying, I wasn’t going to get here again. I wasn’t going to let him … [Read more...] about Grace Can Be Found No Matter Where You Are