Do You Need A Gift Receipt With That?
It’s the morning after Christmas and my daughter is teething. Nothing satisfies for long and her constant whining externalizes what I’m feeling on the inside. I, too, want a lot of things I can’t have…
Author: jc
Why Am I So Highly Favored?
Have you ever wondered what Mary was thinking when she said, “why am I so highly favored?” For some reason, this past month I’ve been pondering her response to the angelic news that she was…
Night Watchman.
Here all night I’ve been waiting ‘most the whole night through and the sun’s rays are breaking now the dawn’s coming new I thought I might not make it shaky moments aplenty those dark hours…
Unfinished Song: A One-Minute Review.
Beyond how wonderful it was, what really surprised me about Unfinished Song was how I managed to accidentally stumble across a movie on Netflix that I so thoroughly enjoyed and yet had never heard of…
This Light and Momentary Suffering
Have you ever thought about the woman in the Gospels who bled for 12 years, who suffered so greatly and spent all she had, but was never healed? A woman so desperate for relief she…
Mothering in the Shadow of Death.
“I prayed for this child, and the Lord has granted me what I asked of Him.” 1 Samuel 1:27 Yesterday I celebrated my first Mother’s Day from the side of being a mother. We went…
Kindness.
His kindness led me to a place I never would have gone a realm of strangeness, full of hate His hand brought me along His kindness broke my back upon that rod so long and…
Traces.
Long ago I wandered freely through the dark and lonely night I went where’er I chose proclaiming it to be my right What it was You saw inside me I will never understand there I…
Brand New.
the light of His face when on me He does shine it the strength of His hand molded tightly ’round mine the power of a love so intense, so consuming it breaks up my stone…
Solace.
empty arms why are you aching empty halls and empty rooms empty dreams that never flourished here inside my empty womb one more time we spin around we twist and turn here on this pike…