We went to the butterfly exhibit at the Pacific Science Center last week. As always, my boys were mesmerized. Colorful wings flitted through the air, little works of art slowed to sip on oranges and then fluttered to the ground to rest. We always hope one will mistake us for a tree limb and land on us. They’re beautiful. But they … More Wings
My brain. It is an adventure in there. I went to a baby shower on Sunday, and tied to the top of my gift a sweet notepad on which the words were scripted, “For I know the plans I have for you…” {Jeremiah 29:11} because, believe me new mama, if you don’t write your plans down, … More Amnesia
Every Wednesday, my three littlest guys and I pack up and head off to Community Bible Study. It is such a gift to study God’s word in a diverse group of women – age, race, native tongue, faith background. To say it is rich is an understatement. Last year we waded through the book of Romans, and … More Mercy
So, the night we got to {surprise!} invade Disney World at the Young Life All Staff Conference, I had the sweetest revelation. Five thousand young life staff {and a handful of nursing babes – hello Finn} were running about, hopping on rides with no lines, grabbing free turkey legs and devouring ice cream shaped like Mickey on … More A Long View
For each of my boys, I have prayed. Prayed for a lot of things… Prayed for their health and their safe delivery, prayed that they would grow in wisdom and in compassion and strength and love, prayed that they would know Jesus as their best friend, prayed for the friends they will walk with through … More What’s in a word?
He is eight. EIGHT years old. Crazy to believe I have been a mama for 8 years. This little one has caused me joy, wonder, grief, tears, despair, ridiculous amounts of laughter and hope, and pushed me toward Jesus more times than I can count. He has a strong spirit, a leader’s heart, a sharp … More This guy.
Many have asked if and how I told my boys about our loss… Honestly, I don’t know how to sidestep reality, and didn’t really prepare all that much about how or when I would tell them… As I walked in the door from our appointment, Tucker {7} looked up at me with his big blue eyes … More Speaking of Heaven
So, while I am at it, I thought it would be fun to share another of Tucker’s bedtime revelations. 🙂 The other night, I was snuggling in the bottom bunk with my middle, Bennett, who had promptly fallen asleep. Up on the top bunk, Tucker had been quiet for a bit, when he suddenly erupted … More Bedtime Chats… Part Deux.
My oldest son, Tucker, is 7 years old. He is a thinker, that one. Artistic and focused and serious. And he loves words like I do. At 3, he asked for ” a little compassion” when he was overwhelmed. Seriously. I looked at him and couldn’t decide if I had just misheard his little 3 year … More Bedtime Chats…
There’s something about embracing the present that is both simple and freeing and yet also elusively difficult for most humans. I wrote several days ago about the beauty of acknowledging that we need each other. And how asking for help leads to rich community, makes room for sacrificial love to be practiced and results in … More Roll with it.
THE TETHERING PLACE 