I have a dream

I have a dream. I dream of a country where all people are truly equal, and where skin shades are viewed as powerful expressions of God’s love for diversity. I dream of a country where truth and love are the goal, not fame or wealth. Where human trafficking isn’t swept under the rug and where…

This Sanctuary

The stone walls of the ancient castle had crumbled and the roof had long since fallen in. But instead of it being a place of desolation, lush plants had sprung up and sunlight filtered through the leaves overhead, creating a more heavenly dome than ever before. A sparrow flitted from a broken window to a…

Before we can be Instruments

Lord, make us instruments of Your peace,But first teach us to recognize the deep turmoil in our own hearts so we can taste and know, first hand, the essence of You, our peace. For we cannot give what we do not know. Where there is hatred, let Your love increase,Not just in the world outside,…

When Easter Feels Messy

This morning she was flipping through her art book, and she paused at a brilliant page. She thoughtfully examined her creation. Her art captivates me. It’s always so vibrant and free. Arms are outstretched. Carefree stick figures usually wearing long dresses for dancing, feet clad in clompy high heels and ears dangling with dramatic earrings….

Let love lead the way

Lakelyn doesn’t fully understand that Megan isn’t just like her. Of course “adoption” and “Down Syndrome” are not new words to her, but I don’t think her little mind has fully grasped what they really mean. All Lakelyn knows is that her best friend loves dress up, playing dolls and speaks a little slower sometimes…

The Gift of These Scars

I stroked his hair as I woke him up this morning, my little boy turned young man. “Isaac went to heaven 13 years ago today,” and all the sudden tears I didn’t know were there stung my eyes. Weston’s sleepy eyes focused on my face and he pulled his face closer to me, offering comfort…

Still There, Always There

We woke up next to the sea five days in a row, sometimes before the sun came up and other times with the light curling through the blinds and splashing onto the bed. It was always there, roaring, pounding crashing in the background. Sometimes I closed my eyes and just let the music sing to…

Dear 2020

Dear 2020, You were the year none of us really expected. At first you were sneaky, subtle, and cheeky. But you blew your cover, and your true colors couldn’t be hidden, even behind your mask and confined by plastic partitions. You may think you won, but I have a little story to tell. 2020, you…

Courage, dear heart

I pull him close, and we hold a long duel, he and I, and eventually mama wins. Teething has been brutal and he fights his nap with a vengeance. But now I tuck his sleeping form into my bed, his small fat hands relaxed, open by his chin. As I quietly stand up, something catches…

What if…

I made supper. I changed diapers. No one knew inside I was crying. Something had happened that stabbed deep. It was unintentional and I knew right away it was an oversight. Sometimes life deals you the short straw. It’s just how it goes. I breathed deep, at first pretending it didn’t hurt. I avoided my…