When God Calls. And Son Returns Home Again.

He sits upstairs. Strumming. Quietly. Bellowing through this mom space.  Notes filling….all that’s been lost.  This last year.  Without him. And why is it.  Letting go is easy in words or theory?  But, when left.  Alone. Without son. Or spouse.  Or home.  Or any last resort.  Letting go is the hardest thing to do? And wondering […]

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How we got 13 cats!

Outside.  Peering around a plant in the driveway.  Abandoned.  Baby kitten.  We scoop it up.  Coddle it.  In arms of love.  Thinking…..”Why would anyone abandon such a precious part of God?”  Girls squeal.  Another kitten.  Behind the wheel of our car.  This one runs off and struggles to get caught.  Just as cute.  Just as playful. […]

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When A Homeless Man Smiles. A Tent. And BMW’s.

In the city.  I read a story.  Pregnant homeless woman.  Losing her business.  Without money.  Begging for food. Because inside her….His light.  A gift.  A baby. And I see it drive by….as it almost hits us.  The symbol.  Significant.  Racing down freeway to get to its exit.  As if no one else exists……but them. Then, there […]

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Leaving The Trail. And Hearing the Heartbeat of God.

Took a walk today. With my two youngest. Down the trail.  Through the woods….to hear the heart beat of God. It beat as a broken little girl took my hand.  And called me, “mom”..…though I am not. It beat as my littlest skipped and danced, constantly finding such beauty around her.  Wide eyed.  Open arms.  Off […]

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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 […]

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RADICAL & The Stranger With Dark Skin & A Slanted Nose

We enter our friends 5200 square foot house. Take off our shoes.  And spy him on a stool.  Unassuming. Not standing front and center. Or loudly declaring his convictions. Just silent. On a stool. Yet, instantly, he stands out. Dark skin. Nose bent. This ex-Muslim, in our midst. And, we all stand back. Waiting for words […]

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