On the Worth of Motherhood

Mothering is hard work and sometimes our hearts question our worth – the very point of it all. After all, … More

Day is Done

Tell me why you’re crying, my son. I know you’re frightened like everyone. Is it the thunder in the distance … More

As a parent I know it is my job to teach my children – about God, life, friendships. But, in … More

Sweet Gwen, Today is your second birthday. We might have done something more adventurous or gone somewhere new a few … More

I walked through the woods Your tiny hand clutched in mine And together we looked at the trees. I love … More

Why bother coming to worship anyway? It’s the whisper that slips into our minds. It’s not that we don’t love … More

Don’t forget the divine factor. It was his gentle reminder to me that my perspective was askew, that my focus … More

I am building an invisible house. The work I do is lost to the eyes of the world. I do … More

“Nack? Nack?” Her little voice is clear and sweet as she watches the trays pass over her head. She wants … More

Here I sit again, Watching my tree, Wondering how even one day can bring such dramatic change. Wasn’t it yesterday … More