Setting Our Broken World Right
This afternoon, as we waited for the results of my husband’s MRI and CAT scan, I looked around at the light flooding through Mayo Clinic’s wall of windows, at the pigeons pecking the flat roof of the building below, at
The Grace of Germination
Our tiny greenhouse is filled with trays of seeds that are not bearing fruit. A few have pushed up through the dirt of the small, biodegradable pots made from a material like coffee filters. But the majority have remained burrowed down
The Maker & The Clay
On Tuesday, my friend, Marissa, birthed her stillborn son. Afterward, when I received her text, I furiously swept the floor with my eyes burning and jaw tight. I wanted to cry. I even went out to the chicken coop to
Hold Me
My daughter treated my husband like a stranger for four days after he returned from the hospital. It was a blessing in disguise, however, because we were concerned how he would be able to recover from brain surgery with a toddler
Conquering Fear In An Unsettled World
Our toddler began screaming the instant our minivan entered the darkened tunnel of the car wash. Her head thrashed from side to side, as she tried to anticipate the monster’s assault. Eyes welling, she was on the verge of really cutting