Joy, she wears it well…

Goblets sparkled and candles flickered. One hundred and twenty or more widows were escorted to their beautifully decorated places at the tables. The meal, so carefully planned and printed on the menu was served by formally dressed young people, feeling a bit starched but smiling. Carefully made corsages were pinned on their blouses, and each…

“Don’t be afraid of your hard…”

The light above the stove glowed warm, and pots clanked as we cooked together, this sister and I. “Is Kara still alive?” she asked quietly, about a woman who neither of us have met, yet whose story has become very dear to us. I nodded, “But it won’t be long…” My words trailed off. We…

The best is yet to come…

It was late as we drove home last night. Again. We have been burning the late candle constantly this past while. Youth Bible School, a birthday party, a few other projects thrown in, and while it’s been really, really good, it gets to you after a while. I blinked into the darkness, and told Daniel,…