It's while I'm sitting across from a friend that I look out the front window and see Tony on the sidewalk across the street walking slow with one of the kids from the mission. He's one of the first kids I ever met in those early days - one of the first to welcome this … Continue reading Jericho
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 read it to him in the quiet tonight after our four had been tucked in and prayed over. After a long day with a lot of things weighing heavily on our hearts, I opened up the notebook and spoke out the words I had scribbled down.Because it was a question posed and I had … Continue reading Because I Want to Know
Things can happen quickly - much faster then I can process. Give me a pen and paper and some time to process and I can come up with a suitable response fitting for the situation. But in the space of locking my front door and smiling at the strangers walking by, the air can shift … Continue reading When the Air Shifts
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