How Time Can Fill

She was only 10 the first time I met her. The same age as my second oldest daughter now. She and her little brother attached themselves to me and as we tried to figure out ministry and family and the combination of the two, she kept welcoming me in.   Her dad had passed away … Continue reading How Time Can Fill

In the Remembering

There is a danger in forgetting, I've learned firsthand. I think that's why the Old Testament is so filled with the act of remembering. I didn't view it as arrogance, last year, when I announced to a friend over coffee that I was taking a break from reading through the whole Bible. Three years in … Continue reading In the Remembering

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