Back in those days when Mason was a baby and he cried. And cried. And cried. And he didn’t sleep. And I was on the verge of losing my last ounce of sanity, I remember lamenting my woes to my…
When Easter Became a Really, Really Big Deal
I grew up in a virtually perfect Christian family where God’s truth was instilled in me at a very young age. I have lived a few decades of Easters now and have read the gospel accounts of the cross and…
Sunrise
There is something about the sunrise in the spring. Something new. Something more alive. For some reason, the sky feels a little more pink, the air more pure. Maybe its the added chirping of birds. A new chorus of life…
When Everything Isn’t Merry and Bright
I know a pain that taints the merriment of the holidays. For many people, all the commercial hype and the expectancy of happy memories and jolly times tend to shine too bright a spotlight on all that is actually, not…
An Invitation: 10 Ways to Pray for a Grieving Family
It has now been 2 years of living life without Mason. Two years. Two years of perfection for him. And two, long, weary years of crippling grief for us. There are moments it feels like decades of exhaustion, of putting…
When God Gives Good Gifts
Mason was quite possibly the most high maintenance baby who ever existed. The sleep strikes, the incessant screaming, the crying until he threw up, the irrational tantrums when he woke from naps, the insistence on being held every waking moment……