Reflections on the Journey
Peace in These Days
My last post began with these words, Last week I buried my beloved father. Today begins as an echo from the depths of a heartbroken daughter, Last week I buried my beloved mother. Exactly one month separated my father’s departure into Glory from my mother’s. Too much death. Too much sorrow. Too many tears shed. Understandably, I feel a bit adrift. Unanchored. Too...
What am I Leaning On?
Last week I buried my beloved father. The lone bagpiper stood sentry, beckoning us closer, as the familiar strains of Amazing Grace echoed in the open cemetery. The once cloudy skies gave way to a brilliant January sun as we approached my father’s final resting place. The snap of the flag breaks the silence as the Major and the Captain begin the ceremony of folding my father’s...
It Is Well
Last night I said goodbye to the man who taught me what love is, as my father gently stepped out of this life and into the loving embrace of his heavenly Father. He has always been my rock, my anchor, my safe harbor in every storm. In times of sorrow, in times of joy, my father's faith was unshakeable, as his spirit would declare, "it is well with my soul." Through his love I...
Days Like These
Today was one of those double-whammy, two-fisted, double-doctor appointment days. The kind that sucks all the life out of you, leaving a mama spent and wondering what happened to her plans for the day. Still, I guess it’s better than last week’s triple play, three-doctor appointment day. Five medical appointments and two small surgical procedures for two of my kids within...
Kings Cake and Other Reasons to Embrace Epiphany
(I had intended on posting this last week, on January 6, but ran into delays as I was switching my web hosting.) When my husband and I were living in France, one of our favorite new traditions was the celebration of Epiphany, the Church’s appointed day to commemorate the visit of the Magi to the Christ child. Epiphany falls the day after the twelfth day of Christmas - yes, the...
As Advent Draws to a Close
In one of the Advent devotionals I’m reading this year, I saw an advertisement for a Bible study published by Lifeway. The ad contained an image of a mother and babe, seated on a donkey, accompanied by her husband. Next to this image was the simple yet powerful sentence, The rescue begins. I haven’t been able to get these words out of my head all Advent season. The rescue...
