What is your yield?
What is your yield? There is something so humbling about sitting in a hospital room next to my child’s crib. I had plans, all kinds of plans. I had the weekly dry erase board filled with all of our activities, dinner menus, play dates. I had just spent the day before stocking the fridge with a week’s worth of pre-made breakfasts, lunches, and dinner-starts. And then, Sam started to cough a little on Monday afternoon. Tuesday—the day we took Sam to the ER because his oxygen saturation dropped to 75%–I had thought I could squeeze in a quick checkup for him at the pediatrician’s while Bram was in preschool. The…
In the valley of the shadow . . .
“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.” Psalm 23:4 Dear friends, I apologize for not writing sooner. It has been a rough few weeks. I somehow think that I must have all my sh** together to post, even though the very reason I started this blog was to speak from a point of not having it all together. I’m sitting on my family room couch, watching my husband and two sons eat a dinner I had enough sense to make multiple batches of weeks ago. I’m drinking…
A future full of hope
“‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.” Jeremiah 29:11-13 I have been sitting on this post for a while. I tend to be very hesitant to talk about politics in any arena other than my immediate family and close circle of friends. The problem is, morality and spirituality are a lot more subjective than they…
Binding up wounds
He heals the brokenhearted And binds up their wounds. Psalm 147:3 I have another blog prepared for this week, but it feels as though we are supposed to talk about wounds today . . . a weird place to start the new year, I realize. But, when I think of all the new year’s resolutions that we so commonly make–lose weight, be healthier, quit smoking, limit or quit drinking, spend less, pay off debt, get organized, repair relationships, go to church—I realize that all of these problems or excesses in our lives may not be the problem at all. Rather, they are a symptom of the problems in our hearts…
past, present, Future . . . Part 3
“Gratitude looks to the Past and love to the Present; fear, avarice, lust, and ambition look ahead . . .” Chapter XV, The Screwtape Letters, C.S. Lewis I have been thinking for some time now–really, since they gave us Sam’s diagnosis–about the future. The funny thing about the future is that it doesn’t really exist. We buy eighteen month calendars and fill them up, and many of us mamas out there could flip three or six or even nine months ahead and tell you what, exactly, we are going to be doing, and what each member of our family will be doing, on any given day. We put our finger…
