The Force of Waterfalls
“Aslan is a lion - the Lion, the great Lion." "Oh," said Susan. "I'd thought he was a man. Is he quite safe? I shall feel rather nervous about meeting a lion." "Safe?" said Mr. Beaver. "Who said anything about safe? 'Course
Keep Taking Steps
My husband happened upon a Craigslist listing for 300 pieces of Advantech sheathing for sale in Nashville for cheap, which was used to build the set for the TV show Nashville, so he borrowed my father-in-law’s 1992 Dodge Ram diesel
“I’m Not Leaving You”
I should’ve known it wasn’t a good idea to give God an ultimatum, but I wanted clarity regarding my husband’s medical journey, so I asked for an answer by midnight. I didn’t know what form that answer would take: a
He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands
The chipper Vanderbilt receptionist couldn’t find my husband’s information. After a few minutes, I apologized to the senior couple, standing beside us, who were next in line. They wore comfortable, ironed clothes in various shades of tan that complemented their
My Rainbow Baby
On May 21, 2017, my three-year-old became my middle child. She has been an incredible big sister—never once showing jealousy toward our new arrival—but recently this transition has revealed itself in other ways. For 2.5 years, we have known our three-year-old
Mud Pits & Walls
Nursing my baby like clockwork at four a.m., I rested my head back against the glider and groggily thought how wonderful it would be to have a child born at two years old, so she could sleep twelve hours and
Being the Hands of Jesus
My three daughters and I took a walk this week to look at a nest I’d found on a hike the week before. It was a simple nest, woven around such a spindly branch, it seemed impossible it could support the
Laughing in Life’s Storms
They released my six-year-old early from school because the forecast predicted a storm. My daughter mentioned it as soon as she came home, but then she forgot. She went outside to play in the sandbox. Five minutes later, she tore across
The Older Woman I Want to Be
This morning, I took my two eldest daughters to swim at the YMCA because I did not want to spend the rainy day all cooped up in the house. My girls squealed and splashed as they entered the water. My six-year-old
“I Miss You!”
Our eldest daughter is, hands down, the most affectionate child I’ve ever known. If my husband and I are cuddling on the couch, she is not content until she’s dropped everything and sprawled herself across the pile. If we’re hugging