She had been fighting brain cancer for months. She told us what God had been teaching her. How He had told her to serve from weakness. I want to use my cancer to glorify God. Oh, what beautiful words. Not defeat. Not hopelessness. Instead, depth and love and life. Not that there weren’t moments (days, weeks) when the grieving circled, but that…
I was standing beside my daughter today when I noticed the scar. I had just been commenting on the fact that she’s getting taller, stretching toward adulthood way too fast for me. When a child’s first birthday in your home is their 9th, the years of “little” are very few. And there was the scar, near…
There we were, sitting around the living room, and I was blinking hard. No matter how many times I took shaking breaths, nor how many bites on the inside of my lip, I couldn’t stop the burning ache behind my eyes. Ah, Lord, really? Am I really going to cry about this now? No matter…
I still smile every time I see them. Of all the things my daughter owns, I can’t get enough of those peach knit mittens. The year before she came we traveled to Kodiak, Alaska to visit a friend. It was the year of the lost-daughter and I was still struggling to relearn how to breath after…
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