Each New Year’s Day I rise before the rest of my family to worship, pray, and often write. I usually quietly start dismantling Christmas, but this year with...
Stories of My Repurposed Life
“A Child Has Our Life In His Hands”
To those celebrating, savor the goodness of this season.To those in pain, may redemption’s hope bring you release.To those reunited, treasure every embrace.To those...
“Broken Like Eggs”
This is not the report you want to hear about your left arm the day before Thanksgiving. But this is what’s happening in my life today. A simple fall in the house last night...
Dear 2020
Dear 2020, You were filled to the brim with warm hellos and tearful goodbyes, so fitting as my word for the year was “aloha”. Though you did not allow me to return to...
Pondering Christmas
When Lydia was just three years old, we got her a fish tank for Christmas. She loved all animals and was never afraid to pick up a frog, a turtle, or even a baby chick to...
A Bonus Bloom
Amid a flurry of drama with my family this month, I’ve also been patiently waiting on my first bird of paradise to open. I’ve had my eye on that little hump of orange that...
