My dad's birthday was on the 1st of September.Same day as his father's all those years ago.It's been close to 40 years since he last heard the sound of his own father's voice and over 5 years since I've heard the sound of his own - since our relationship reached the breaking point and everything … Continue reading For When it’s September 1st
The laundry is spinning and drying again, another load tossed in and another one folded. The monotony of the mundane has been what I've craved in the last 24 hours...as though I'm afraid to run out of dirty clothes because if I do, things won't feel normal again.The sarcastic part of me sighs, really? Run … Continue reading Bulletproof
Babylon is all around me - clamoring loud and reeling me in. The many voices speaking their many thoughts and all those thoughts pointing out different views that sound right and good and true...And it is so easy to get sucked in and stuck there - from Chailles to Voskamp to Bessey to Held - … Continue reading The Naming of the Fifth
The sun is setting so much earlier now - the dark settles in long before the little ones are ready for it to. We light candles and flip switches, forgetting how powerful the pull of light can be.I witnessed the truth of it last night in the aftermath of turkey and stuffing, in the reminding … Continue reading When Thanksgiving Doesn’t Look the Same.
It was before the tempature dipped below freezing that I took the scissors in hand and snipped the branches all fiery red from the leaves still hanging on. I had meant to have it all ready by the time the first of November came, but the death of one of our Madison House kids came … Continue reading For When it Feels like I Can’t.
I hold the smallest one in my arms as she lifts her little shirt to find her small tummy button again. She doesn't seem to lose the wonder over this discovery and she is determined to find the same wonder in my eyes as well.I repeat it over and over again, as often as she … Continue reading Written Into Dust and Grime
We leave just before the highest point of the heat wave last week. While the chickens are panting and the dog lays lazy on his side and sweat collects at the nape of my neck.I had thought the mountains would provide relief - that the air would be cooler, but I was wrong.The heat was … Continue reading For When I Feel Behind
On a regular basis, Tony sends out a prayer letter to those who support us in this way and we felt it sums up our first 4th of July in the inner-city quite well.Here it is in his words...Hello fellow prayer partners, Last night was interesting. Fireworks were basically used as a shield to fire guns. … Continue reading Independence Day…A letter from Tony
O beloved, I plead with you, not to treatGod's promises as something to be displayedin a museum but to use them as everyday sourcesof comfort. And whenever you have a time of need, TRUST THE LORD. ~ C.H. Spurgeon (2 Peter 1:4)I started out putting down words about chickens.We have six of them and I'm in love … Continue reading When Writing on Chickens Would be Easier
We've been in this house for 21 days and I think I'm the only one who has dealt with any culture shock.I wasn't expecting it - I think I was more prepared to walk the four of you through the change, but you made up your beds that first day and you snuggled in for … Continue reading A Letter to My Four