Come with me friend, I’ll motion and sign. I’ll walk slow and if you need to stop I’ll take the time.
This morning before I headed out the door for work, when you were about to jump in your truck and drive to school, I looked up at your face anxious about what you don’t want to face, curious about what you won’t say until it’s too late and then you’ll want to find a way… Continue reading A weight of glory
Son tomorrow you turn thirteen Lemuel's mother's words sting I know ways that destroy kings And the man that I'm raising Hot tears in my eyes Lump in my throat I plead with the Lord Another story be wrote I know there's no keeping you from sin While still in my womb sin… Continue reading A Man You Shall Be
Tonight after a day of high school classes for my sons, and a day of work as a nurse in acute rehab I wanted to veg out, and so did they. I had homework (only one calss left for my BSN!), they had finished theirs. By the time I finished my required essay, I was… Continue reading Tired mom, don’t give up
47 junior high and high school students, including my two sons, left the parking lot of Valley Life Church Surprise this morning to make their way to ZONA 2018. Over the years there have been many times I've felt hopeless for my sons. I've felt the pressure of raising them in a home where there… Continue reading Capturing a moment I want to remember
I wonder what the son who betrayed his father's love and provision, left home squandered it all and came back seeking restoration was like the years before he decided to leave. I wonder if he resisted his father's love and discipline. I wonder if he threatened that as soon as he was of age,… Continue reading April fools, Easter, the Prodigal and my son
