Sometimes this life is less like a valley walk and more like pushing a wheelbarrow-full of loved ones on a tightrope over the valley. Although I’ve never actually walked a […]
The Gift of Suffering
Sometimes, it’s good to remind myself that I don’t corner the market on suffering. I was watching my new favorite podcast today, and one of the guys (Josh) was walking […]
Grieving Well
“Grieve well,” they say. But what does that even mean? By those standards, I’m a terrible griever. So was David. And Job. And Jeremiah.And—dare I say—Jesus? But what if “grieving […]
Parable of an Ice Cream Cone
I pass by a small child, with a deliciously drippy ice cream cone in her hand on a sweltering hot day. What joy she must be feeling in that moment! […]
That Which Appears to be Dead
Self Portrait “I took this picture today. Looking at it later it dawned on me, this is a picture of widowhood. See that tree, unnoticeable at first, in the middle?? […]
To the precious Widow-Mamas on Father’s Day
To the precious Widow-Mama on Father’s Day… I know how hard this day is. I know how heartbreaking it is to watch your children grieve their father while others celebrate. […]
Choreography of Compassion
Dear friends, Another Mother’s Day has passed and Father’s Day is upon us. It is right and fitting to honor those we love. But what of the orphan, the childless, […]
The Dark Cave of Grief
I think grief is a lot like a cave. They say the “dark zone” inside a cave is one of the darkest places on earth. While people have successfully lived […]
Desiring God
The beautifully hard thing about suffering is that it leaves a person stripped of everything but Jesus. And it is in that very place I have become convinced of His […]
Dreading Mother’s Day
To the girl who is dreading Mother’s Day… I see you. My very first Mother’s Day was spent in silence—with excruciatingly empty arms—only two months after burying my little girl. […]
A Widowed Mother’s Day
Today, I will most ardently miss the one who made me a mother. I will miss being celebrated by him. I will miss watching him teach our children to honor […]
Just After the Rest: Finding Value in the Silent Measures of Life
A lifetime ago, I was a musician. In music, we call a pause a “rest.” We like that word, don’t we? Rest sounds like such a lovely thing—until you’re forced […]
