The snow started falling again in the quiet dark of the night. Elias, he kept racing to the window to give us updates, begging us to look at the lights in the field - one of us commenting that it looked like a flurry of bugs dancing in the glow. I couldn't help but think … Continue reading In the Snow
Category: faith
For the Mess {A Letter to My Four}
You are going to mess up, dear ones. In both big and small ways. Ways that feel life-shattering and leave you feeling unbalanced, longing for that one moment to do all over again. That feeling will live in the back of your mind, like chains wrapped around your wrists, keeping you from reaching out … Continue reading For the Mess {A Letter to My Four}
In the Quiet
I stand on the edge of the ocean without moving. The four are running around like crazy people; no path to follow, no agenda to keep. They just run for the joy of running. I stand with the salty spray on my face, while Tony entwines his fingers slowly through mine. There is a house … Continue reading In the Quiet
When Darkness Tries to Hide His Face
He gathers wood in the beginning of September and in the rain and the sun, as time allows, he heaves that axe over his shoulder and chops the rounds small and stacks them high and neat. His son stands in the window and watches his Daddy. Watches the strength of a man. The end of … Continue reading When Darkness Tries to Hide His Face
The Way That Leads to Light {A Post by Tony}
The woman walks towards us wearing nothing but short shorts and a red bathrobe emblazoned with gold dragons. The bathrobe is completely open, her mouth is slack and her eyes are stagnant pools, lifeless. I catch the eye of the two older kids sitting behind me. My quick glance sends out the message, “Ignore it, … Continue reading The Way That Leads to Light {A Post by Tony}
For When You are Small and in Need
I drive the roads that connect our two destinations, coffee in hand, while their voices fill the space behind my head. Two properties wait for us, filled with animal-life that my girls get to care for while the younger two and I sit in the shade with panting dogs and tumbling kittens. Here, there are no … Continue reading For When You are Small and in Need
The Year the Gifts Were Stolen {A Letter to My Four}
The snow started falling last Monday. The flakes were small, hardly noticeable. Really, it was barely a scattering compared to the heavy fall of Thursday. But as your faces were lifted up in wonder in the parking lot of that church, trying to catch bits of white on your tongue, your Christmas presents were being … Continue reading The Year the Gifts Were Stolen {A Letter to My Four}