Living in the face of loss…

I leaned back in my lawn chair, holding my wriggling toddler close. On the stage only a few feet from me, the music began. The father held a guitar, and the mother and daughters mics. The song began and music danced around us and swirled into the swaying branches over head.  I knew the basic…

This thing of trust

He was all ready to go. Thick leather jacket sipped up, shoes tied, coffee drunk. In minutes he would be buzzing along the cool morning road, enjoying the sparkling new world. Today is a big day. The trusses are getting set on the big house they are framing. Its always a bit of a thrill…

Nothing can separate them from His love…

I pause. I listen. I read. I look around. And my heart trembles. These things that I only occasionally heard about when I was young are common now, acceptable. Times are changing. Yet those words, “…There is nothing new under the sun.” Nothing. All these horrible things are age old. I cuddle them close, these…

A Redeemer

It mocked her. The hospital gown. The wrist band. The cameras, recording her every second. The dose that should have killed her several times over. Failed. Cause here she was. Alive. And she’s not even sixteen years old. These are supposed to be years of vibrancy, loads of energy, aspirations and dreams. But here she…