He walks through the front door and finds me slumped on the couch, watching a movie. Closing the door behind him, he asks, “Is there anything to eat?” “I don’t know…” I mumble… “I already ate.” I continue watching my movie. He is left to fend for himself. He walks into the kitchen and grabs a…
So many hopes and dreams. They started as small seeds planted. Anticipating. Dreaming. Praying…almost losing hope. Now I am older and they are still there…those dreams. Yes. They are still there. Some have come to fruition, some are in process.Confusion sometimes enters in, then the dreams seem distorted and out of place. A storm swirling,…
“I wasn’t a good mom..” she said recently. I don’t know of any mom who actually believes in her heart of hearts that she is good mom. We know ourselves too well. We have a mental list of all the things we’ve done poorly. We have desires, goals and aspirations, but are unable to reach…
We sit at my kitchen table, big mugs filled with steaming coffee. She is 10 years ahead of me and I am relishing the time I have with her. I pepper her with questions and she humbly shares her heart. There’s something about the calm, tempered words of the mature believer that makes me stop…