It’s a privilege to walk the last mile with someone. It’s an even greater privilege to walk through this last phase of life with a parent. And yet. There’s no roadmap. The weather is uncertain. The terrain changes constantly, often several times a day. These are the best and worst of times. And the most confusing.
She appears to be vanishing in the huge hospital bed. Compared to her tiny frame, everything else looks gigantic. Every time I hug her, I hold her gently, careful not to put any weight or apply any pressure.
“I’m struggling.” She had messaged me before to tell me how she was contending for her son’s healing. I knew that she had read the story of Adrian’s healing with…
As many of you know, my husband is recovering from surgery. After a few days of rest, he now has grand ideas about things to do and an equally grand…
Some time ago my husband and I were invited to talk to a group of students on how we juggle marriage and ministry. Thomas and I have been married for…
What have you gained in 2018? What will you bring into 2019 that you didn’t have a year ago? A spouse? Children? Wisdom? A new job? Grief? Knowledge? Grandchildren? Pain?…
These are strange days. Busy, but yet so very quiet. We approach these holidays slowly. Carefully. Patiently. While most people rush from one Christmas party to another, we have little…
It’s been a long fall. This is a season of waiting for us. I don’t like to wait. It’s been a season where darkness has frequently tried to set up…
Have you recovered from overindulging in turkey and sweet potatoes? Thanksgiving is truly the best US export ever, not merely because of the food bonanza, but because it calibrates our…
I was off to spend a couple of hours of free time with my friend, who was a Cuban pastor. Thomas walked with us to the nail salon, before taking…
