Tag: grace
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Receiving Someone Else’s Story
Sharing our story provides us with a certain distance which allows us to observe ourselves and our walk of life. And as we do, we see the Way Maker at work in our lives, paving the way from Once Upon a Time to Kingdom Come.
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Waiting for another miracle
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 a permanent residency in our lives, but we have kicked its sorry ass to the curb on every occasion. Forcefully. Unapologetically. We have consciously decided…
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When Someone Takes an Interest in Your Trash
My son entered the house with a bewildered look on his face. «Eh… I’ll need some help.” I followed him out and he pointed to the road next to our house. There was a bunch of plants spread all over the sidewalk. We walked over to see and realized that there was a shopping cart…
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Bragging Friends and Dirty Laundry
«I’ve bragged about you today.» She smiled at me. Flushed, I immediately wanted to tell her to stop, go back and rectify. I knew that no matter what she had said, I would feel the need to balance it all out by listing up all my flaws and shortcomings. I do that. Like, on a…
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Living Life in Family
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about family. Not just my own, although my husband and my children are permanently etched in my heart and soul, but the concept of family as such. I often speak about living life in family and how to me, family is an expression of true beauty. But I’ve come…
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Accidental Eavesdropping and Unexpected Insight into Peed Pants, Candy and Grace
I eavesdropped on a conversation the other day. I didn’t mean to, but it was impossible to ignore the exchange between a screaming toddler and his mom. She kept raising her voice while hugging him, as if to muffle her little howling hustler, but he wasn’t having any of it. He was mad, insecure, motivated…
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Hope, Hurt and Hospitals
”I’m in pain! And I blame God!” The tiny woman in front of me shot off a verbal projectile the very moment I saw her. The hurt and disappointment in her eyes were overwhelming. She is such a prayer warrior, always lifting up people in need before the Lord. So, why had he not protected…
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Faith, Grace and Women Like Us
We arrived 20 minutes early, enjoying some time to talk before the concert. I had heard the artist before and was looking forward to the concert. My friend didn’t know what to expect. She had never heard him; she had just responded to my invitation. First and last She looked around to study the audience…
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What the Raging Waters Left Behind
Last week I told you about how our summer house was surrounded by a massive flood. Thomas and I went down there this weekend to check out the damages left behind. It’s interesting how these things affect you. We watched the media reports on how the flood progressed, recognizing the houses from the area. That…
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In the Aftermath of Hatred
Suddenly, there was a chilling gust from the past. The pointed hoods and pitchforks were replaced by baseball caps and dark sunglasses. Racism somehow got domesticated. Explicable. Understandable. The white nationalist march and subsequent murder of a young woman made us all scream with horror and indignation. I wonder if we would have been equally…