A cock-a-doodle do reminds me that morning is coming. Sun peering over the horizon. Barely. And I cannot sleep. It’s my teen. I worry. And I think about her far too much. And to be honest. It is tough. Taking each child. Each moment. Each hour. And trusting. Placing them carefully, wholeheartedly, intentionally…..in God’s hands. Yet, […]
When A Homeless Man Chases You. In China.
We emerge. Half way across the world. From an underground subway. And his feet are the first thing I see. Patched with stories of the places that he has been. Calloused. Filthy. Me. Dumbstruck. Imagining the reality. Some people don’t have shoes. Ascending from below. Shanghai. Navigating through thousands of silent people. To the streets. Up the […]
His Healing Touch
The first words out of my mouth when I saw her was…. “She is dead”. Lifeless head. Body wrapped in blankets a mile high. Her skin transparent….. Weighing somewhere around five pounds. This delicate shell lay there…. On plywood. Screaming one. Beside her. Face born open between nose and mouth. Cleft lip. The cry of a […]
God……In China.
I sit in church…..in China. Young girl interpreting beside me. And there are no stories. No introductions to conversations of man…. That corrupt this Holy Place. And before beginning. One sat down beside us. Hands folded. Head bowed. Mouth slowly mumbling prayers. And I wonder what petitions are about. Another in front of me with child. […]