How those who loved you waited! Curled themselves into knots of childish longing – and then went home alone.
We do not want to be apart. For each member of our family, including him, this is the hardest part of our sacrifice. We love him, and he loves us.
I am the light you cannot see, searching, piercing – not the mild sunlight of a summer day or the glimmer of candle and firelight, but the unescapable blaze of a streetlight on a deserted parking lot when all around is darkness.
I love you.
In a white country church house with six pews on the right and six pews on the left, I formed my first ideas of God and his people.
This summer, our family was given the gift of a photoshoot by a friend of ours who is just setting up his side gig of photography.
Take two lovely friends and a city such as Baltimore. Stir in a great dinner: marinated steaks, great bread, a salad with berries and feta.
My mom invited the three of us over for a pumpkin craft day. She supplied frames and fabric, and we decorated…
I really like the subtitle they created. Better still, they are listening to what I am trying to do, and I love that about them.
I couldn’t have known then that growth is only infrequently something we have the courage to choose for ourselves.
After the pies are baked, they pop right out – like mini springform pans without the spring. They are the cutest ever.