Clinging to Him Through Change

There is nothing quite so hard in this life as change. Even if the change is good, the act of … More

Being Seen

Just the other day a friend and I were talking about what a gift it was to truly be seen. … More

Her chubby hand clutches mine, tightly. Her feet are awkward, faltering. She often stumbles, trips, falls, swings wildly. Sometimes, she … More

I love to gaze at the mountains. The Bvumba Mountains in the Eastern Highlands of Zimbabwe, The towering Rockies throughout … More

The difficulty of being broken, of course, is that you don’t work. It doesn’t sit well with us. We who … More

I’ve always had trouble answering the question: “Where are you from?” California with its palm trees and sunshine and crowded … More

Child, I am the God who sees. I see your anguish, your brokenness, your pain. I see each tear you … More

They say that the only 2 sure things in life are death and taxes. I’ve not met many people who … More

I always loved to talk with dad about hymns (I came by it honestly). One hymn that he and I … More

Happy birthday, my sweet Gwen. One month after losing my precious Daddy, my little girl turns one. My own finite, … More