I watched the kind man in the truck drive away to his early shift, I imagine. Not knowing quite what to do with myself at that point, I walked back outside of my dorm and onto the former boarding school campus where we were staying for our retreat. I knew Robert was walking somewhere on… Read More A Battle and a Rescue: Part 2
Seventeen years ago today, I was doing the breakfast dishes and watching the Today Show on our small kitchen television when they started to show footage of the World Trade Center on fire. An airplane was reported to have hit one of the towers causing the fire. Kory, who was 6 at the time, came running through… Read More Remembering the Day: Beauty for Ashes
It’s been a routine around here for a very long time. So long that it actually didn’t even start here in Massachusetts, but is more original to our life in Oklahoma when we had a toddler, an infant, and a ministry to college students. It’s the Sunday routine, and we’ve hardly ever veered from it.… Read More A Sunday In The Life
Okay, so the hostas I reluctantly planted must’ve put down some roots, because they are looking great this year. Healthy, happy, full, and green. And all of this in spite of being uprooted from the foreign land of Betsy’s front yard and exiled to my house a mile away. Evidently, plants can do that sort… Read More Bloom Where You Are Planted/Exiled: Part 2