Diffusion

It was just a little glass triangle. The late morning sun filtered through the large schoolroom window and we watched, mesmerized, as our teacher carefully placed a prism in the stream of light. A rainbow leapt from the glass, dancing, elusive, beautiful, the white light diffused into all our favorite colors. Mystery and wonder. There…

Rollercoaster

We spent the last several days in Mexico City, seeing a couple specialists who could give us some direction on our baby’s hip dysplasia after being told she’d likely need to be in a cast for three months.   I could easily dissect each phrase of that sentence and probably write an entire blog post…

Glory Day

I feel like I can almost see you, running through the late sunshine, laughter in your dark eyes. You’re brown and lithe, hair falling forward into long lashes. You must look like that because the kids’ mirror tells me that’s the Alves Shutt model. I can imagine you playing crazy with Cyrus, finding comfort in…

The Crowned Goddess

I think I’ve started this blog post no less than five times. It’s a new year, but it feels wrong to cheerfully throw virtual confetti in your face while gleefully shouting “happy new year” to a world who probably doesn’t feel too happy in a year that doesn’t feel too new. That’s why January is…

We Won’t Remember

If you have followed my blog for any length of time, you’ll have quickly noticed a perhaps unintentional yet recurring theme: hope and joy despite grief and pain. More than once, I have heard believers critical of others for being open about their emotional difficulties, citing supposed bitterness or perhaps lack of spiritual toughness (“you…

Special Prayer Request

It’s a tiny village at the very end of the road. Bordering on the Chumpán River and the southern shore of the Laguna de Términos, Santa Rita is much like any other little place in Campeche. There is one difference though. For 23 years, Ernesto and Delfina have faithfully shared God’s Word despite enormous trials.…

Thankful

Two years ago, we were barely surfacing from the deepest depths we have ever plumbed. It had been four years of nonstop trials, trials of the darkest sort. It was American Thanksgiving, just like today. My mental list of thankfulness went something like this: I’m aliveI have three kids still aliveWe haven’t been unrighteously excommunicated…

Motherhood 101: 2020

Most male scholars of Holy Writ and ancient tongues will affirm Genesis 3:16 “in sorrow thou shalt bring forth children” to doubtless refer to the actual process of delivering a child. Now, having experienced that miraculous occasion more than once, yes....it is most certainly painful. But as a mother, I happen to suspect that Genesis…

Galilea Persis

They say the seventh wave of a set is always the biggest. I should have kept that in mind when I inadvertently listed out only six waves in my last post. The seventh has come, and certainly fulfilled any mythical or proverbial expectations regarding its fabled reputation. In the wee sma’s of June 7th, the…