The ministry of tears

The ministry of tears

I have cried more in the past three weeks than I have since . Emotions? Threadbare. Sleep? Fitful at best. And eating a real meal? Wishful thinking. Who needs a meat and three when you can have a Snickers and coffee? I wish I were kidding on that last one. It's...

If these walls could speak

If these walls could speak

A week ago we sold the house my children will always remember as home, the one they will dream about when they are the age I am now, when sleep makes them think they are young again. We've packed and we've purged and we've cried - a lot - but we've also seen...

A father’s plea

A father’s plea

 An email shared with me today, from someone our family loves. I asked permission to post it here, hoping to share its heart-breaking message beyond his original recipients. Please read it as if your husband or father or brother or best friend wrote it; it's...

For school, tooooo cool!

For school, tooooo cool!

  It was another one of those "When Harry Met Sally" moments. Not the one in the diner, but that one when Marie, Sally's friend, quotes an article she read without realizing Jess, Harry's friend, was its author. I had barely arrived at a church leadership...

Because 50 is Relative

Because 50 is Relative

  If you were backed into a corner and forced to give an answer, what age would you say is "old"? What milestone birthday is The One that tips a person beyond the top of the hill into a mess of wrinkles and infirmity? How old do you have to be to be considered...

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