May We Show Grace Like a Toddler

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When my two-year-old son walks up to me with his hands up saying, “Daddy stand up!” I’m more than happy to pick him up. I love hugging my son, holding him, hugging him, kissing him, …

The Story in His Eyes

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Our encounter lasted less than 10 minutes. Ten minutes in which this stranger told me his deepest parenting regrets. Ten minutes wherein I saw, in glimmers and flashes, in his tired blue eyes, a hope …

Family

January 27 2015

YOU’RE GOING TO BE OKAY

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It was supposed to have been her wedding day. But instead, a variety of us spent the day on a gorgeous sailboat taking in sun, views, and wine. Everyone gave her an extra squeeze, but for the …

Family

January 20 2015

late have I loved thee

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‘Late have I loved Thee,’ prayed the ancient father. Now, I say it to another: there was little love in hating [what I called] sin.   Late have I loved thee–late like fruit overripely picked, like the garden taken by weeds too overgrown …

The Kingdom of God Is Like Chicken Paprikash

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I have a nemesis. She is the only person outside my own family ever to berate me at top volume and the sole human to manage such a feat in front of an audience. (EVERYBODY …

When Grief Can’t Be Scheduled

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Mom’s birthday came and went without really much of a blip on my radar. I kept waiting for some kind of Big Emotional Response (tm) to the first birthday without her, but other than a …

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