Middle Child

Several weeks ago my husband had back surgery. It went very well, and we are more thankful than we can say. The only physical therapy the surgeon prescribed was walking. “Walk, walk, walk.” It began when he was in the hospital – up and down the corridors with his walker…

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Control

“The power to influence or direct people’s behavior or the course of events.” Reduced to its simplest form – it is control. Put in those terms, we shrink from the idea of desiring such power. Yet the stacks of to-do lists on my kitchen counter, my endless worry over the…

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Walking Through the Mist

  I lay in bed, sunlight peeking around the edges of the closed blinds, and whispered, “Lord, I just can’t face another day of the same old thing.” There was a weariness I could feel right down to the marrow of my bones. Facing the inevitable, I sat up in…

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A Measure of Grace

Today is my oldest child’s 44th birthday. I could tell you the time has gone by faster than I would ever have believed possible, and while that is true there is something else I have on my heart I want to say. We who have entered that season of life…

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Trust

The small wooden music box sat on the floor beneath the living room window in our apartment – a perfect perch for a tiny girl watching for her Daddy to come home from work. Every afternoon I waited, straining to catch a glimpse of him walking toward home. Larger than…

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