She calls me what her brothers don’t. Because they are boys, most likely, or perhaps because they are impatient and "MOM!" hollered from somewhere else is easier to get out of their mouths. Loudly. Grace is walking up the stairs, calling my name before she reaches the top. But it’s not the “Mom!” of Noah’s tween insistence. It’s her calling, “Mama?” It is sweet and gentle. And it lasts only … [Read more...]
our child is struggling with church
One of our children is struggling with church. The volume of our music is too much for him. The lights and screens are a tad too bright. Sitting still during the sermon is often beyond his abilities. Usually, he and I walk the halls during that part of church. Yesterday, that meant talking to a new and patient friend about his favorite reptiles, including waterfall toads, troodon, … [Read more...]
On Learning to Love
Read below for a guest post from Mary Tutterow. “We love because He first loved us.” - 1 John 4:19 Love can get so complicated. So much fear of giving love and losing a bit of ourselves if we get hurt. So much manipulation – I will love you so that you will love me. So much disappointment – You don’t love me enough. Our daughter, Mary Addison, is mentally and physically challenged and she has … [Read more...]
Real Superheroes Don’t Wear Capes—Tyler Gianchetta’s Miraculous Story
Read below for a guest post from Ron Sandison. “When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.” - Isaiah 43:2 The Marvel Comic summer blockbuster movies portray a superhero as possessing amazing gifts like a robotic outfit to … [Read more...]
Will It Be All Right? (And What if You Aren’t Sure?)
I know you’re weary. I feel it, too. I feel it deep in my bones before my feet hit the floor in the still-dark hours of the early morning. I feel it... weariness. I'm so tired of a broken world full of darkness unspeakable. Tired of shoulders hunched from the heavy load of caring for family. My cheeks are red from the frustration of mothering a child with special needs and a teen struggling … [Read more...]
Who I Want To Be …
When you were a child who did you want to be when you grew up? A princess? A fireman? An ice skater? The President? We tell our kids to dream big. They can become whatever they want. I've always encouraged my kids to be doctors, lawyers or The President. But I am done with that. Who I want to be when I grow up ... I want to be Evan. This world is filled with greedy liars, cheaters, … [Read more...]