What Makes Me So Special? When you experience a traumatic loss like the one we did, everyone tells you to expect people to say...
Parking Spot Christianity I’m thinking about “parking spot” Christianity. What I mean by this is people who think that God has answered...
Broken Things I couldn’t sleep on Christmas Eve and I spent the night planning an imaginary pottery studio in the basement...
18 Days After the EVANt Periodic Reflections on Grief and Loss Holy Sonnets: Death, be not proudBY JOHN DONNEDeath, be not proud, though some...
The Happy, Deluded Prince I was recently intrigued by an episode of RadioLab Podcast, exploring lying and liars. The episode concluded with a...
A Promise in There Somewhere Dec 14, 2017. My foster son had his first sleepover with his biological family last night. The mixed emotions that came...
Here We Go Again For almost five years, I felt stuck. Like I was waiting at a train station, or maybe an airport. My waiting lasted from June...
My Ridiculous Tantrum (aka God’s Unending Patience) Meet grumpy badger. He so aptly represents my latest (very immature) huff against God. Who would have thought that my...
That Christmas We Grieved Two and a half years ago, the unthinkable happened. My friend, a beautiful young mom of two, went missing....
Monday Morning After Penned on Nov 25, the morning after our last Sunday at Harvest City Church (HCC) The din has been...
Mommy Wake-Up Call In the middle of the week, my 9-year-old son Evan has a massive temper tantrum just before dinner. He...
Mommy Guilt I am generally neither a quitter nor a ditcher. But sometimes I am and it drives me bonkers. Two...
Mamils and Bitters Cycling is the New Golf A Mamil is a strange creature. It stalks the world in multi-coloured Lycra, flummoxing...