In the Sojourning

We sit across from another couple in the brightly lit cafe, cups of coffee and tea warming our hands. We have flown back from a quick visit to Washington and I'm a jumble of emotions. A job has been offered and we are praying over it...and I make a small comment about how much I … Continue reading In the Sojourning

Dear Lyla,

All week long I've been teasing you. Every time you do something, I remind you that it's only x-number of days left of doing that thing as a 12 year old. This morning, I came into your room and, as I woke you, I called out loudly, "Lyla!! Get up! It's your last morning being … Continue reading Dear Lyla,

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