I see her everyday—my snake plant. She is hearty, tall and still growing, even after a chunk of her structure was recently taken out. She reminds me of me, and of you—a hearty, strong creation yet fragile and breakable. She is rooted and watered and turns her face toward the sunlight each day, no matter … Continue reading Broken, Bruised and Bright

I touched her hair today… The delicate, fully-formed, angel-baby droplet plucked intentionally off heavens tree and placed in my belly ten years ago. The sweet child who came out with heavens flowery fragrance still on her tiny rosebud lips. The one who made me a momma. I held her close today… The one who’s nearly … Continue reading Assured Departure

Photo Credit: Christy Morgan Photography How peaceful it felt to drive along a road that glides right into the sunset.  One that makes you feel like a bird atop trees, wings glazed by the dripping colors of the setting summer sun. This was a stark contrast to how I felt just twelve hours earlier—an evening … Continue reading The Revelation that Changed Everything

*Humor me for a moment and let’s listen to the stories of a thousand women, (mine included), being told in one.  In the gospel of John chapter 4, we are given so little detail about the Woman at the Well's past. What happened in her childhood? What were her parents like? What implicit messages did … Continue reading Well Woman

Yesterday I had the privilege of interviewing a 16-year-old, organ donation recipient, along side her mother.   The entire conversation was beyond moving but when she began to tell me about the organ donor’s passing, I became paralytically speechless.  The tears had already been flowing but when I learned the organ donor was a young, 14-year-old … Continue reading On Birthdays and Guardian Angels…

3,285 days. 78,840 hours. 4,730,400 minutes. 283,824,000 seconds. This is how long I’ve been her mother.  This is how long I’ve held her, kissed her soft cheeks and smelled the fragrance of God on her skin. I’d no idea when she was plucked from the heavenlies and placed in my belly, the birthing that would … Continue reading How Nightbirde and Night Beauty Saved Me: Darkness Will Never Prevail

Face-down with soggy cheeks plastered across my cold granite counter-top.   That’s how I found myself in the fall of 2015, just shortly after Chad’s brain surgery and three months before we figured out who the real culprit was hijacking his body. By this point we’d seen doctors for a solid year with no solid answers. … Continue reading A Ram in the Thicket

Yesterday morning as I was preparing my tea, I noticed this random tea-tab hanging out of a tea canister I wasn’t even using. Naturally, this enneagram four, tea-lover took extra-special notice  — reminding myself to look for ways to live righteously (rightly) and love all who came my way.  I went on with MY morning, … Continue reading A Wisdom Cocktail, Mixed Just The Way I Like

“I didn’t have expectations for this,” she said this morning as we awoke to a world with no electricity.  She’s eight and a planner and a world with sudden change sometimes leaves her feeling powerless...   “It’s good practice for life,” I told her.   “Good practice for when life hands you circumstance’s you simply cannot change.”  … Continue reading A Powerless State…Literally and Figuratively

“It’s hard to believe it’s all real”, she said as we finished reading the nativity story yesterday morning.   I don’t know about you, but I think it’s easy to understand why someone would have trouble believing the Messiah would come in the form of a baby, born in the filth and stench of a stable.   … Continue reading Manger Change