Pathetically, shamefully, the luster of Christ’s life and sacrifice, the singular reason for my hope, grows dim and sadly, quickly fades while I inhale the literal easy-to-digest fun to grapple with “how to” letters that follow (all impossible without Christ).
Brief note: Yesterday I posted a piece that was pretty gloomy. It kinda crushed me that I had to end on a down note when there’s such an exciting weight-off-the-shoulders […]
An empty chair from a husband who lost track of time at the office (perhaps avoiding a mealtime catastrophe), a scrunched wincing face of a toddler staring at her plate […]
Currently I’m raising a 5, 2 and thirty-something…maybe you know what I mean? How quickly the line between a spouse and the kids can become blurred. Those in the trenches […]
“Truth be told, I could wring his neck” may not be the best words to utter to the woman who birthed your husband…Fortunately, she understood. “One of those days”…sigh…not a […]
Relationships begin with the simple cotton candy bliss of “love”. It’s intoxicating and exhilarating. Because we think we can have this perma-bliss experience, we decide to get married; it’s going to […]