Picture This
Another Audrey Post:
Yesterday we had quite a setback on this road to healing, or at least I did - I think. Because of a misunderstanding too broad to capture here, the hospital did not, in fact, take a picture of baby Audrey like we thought they would. So, no picture. This matters […]
Telling the Future
Let me tell you what’s going to happen: after my husband golfs today, he’s gonna come home with a sore back. Yesterday, he cooked an absolutely brilliant meal (braised short ribs and pablano pepper potatoes) and was doing some pretty heavy lifting of our two, huge le cuissant dutch ovens. After we ate […]
Miracle of the Moment
Steven Curtis Chapman has a song that, in the wake of Audrey’s death, I have found great comfort in, it’s call “Miracle of the Moment.”
It’s time for letting go
All of our if only’s
‘Cause we don’t have a time machine
And even if we did
Would we really want to use it?
Would we really want to go change […]
It Would Take All Day
This morning while I worked out at the gym I listened to Kirk Franklin’s The Fight of My Life. As his song It Would Take All Day drifted in my ears, I found myself in literal tears on the eliptical, particularly when I noticed that I was witnessing a real life demonstration of some of […]
I Remember
Yesterday I had lunch with some of my brothers in ministry and had the opportunity to share my testimony, which by all accounts, were it not for the real grace of God, is little more than a sordid tale of love, betrayal, depression, and confusion. I shared an abbreviated version of all that we […]
The View From Down Here
Still processing Audrey’s passing:
Now that my life’s doings have quieted down a bit since Audrey died and has resumed some new sense of normal, I’ve been trying to pay attention to me and God and where we are with one another . . . I find myself in new, unfamiliar territory as the result.
The past […]
Venturing through the Valley
I got up earlier than usual this morning. In part because I went to bed earlier than usual and felt satisfied at the amount of sleep I got last night; in part because Amos, my mom-in-love’s dog is staying with us . . . again . . . and he’s an early riser because […]