Wherever you are as you read this, I pray your eyes be open to the least of those that surround you in your world. I don’t have long, drawn-out answers to explain away the pain of this world. This world we live in is waiting for its redemption from the grasp of sin, until that day God’s answer to suffering lies in the hands of us, His children.
Today, I had to step out for a few minutes and the usual run-down of rules had an additional item or two added just in case.
What does it take to walk with lions?
I was trying hard to see Jesus but I was just too short to see above the tree line.
There can come beauty from the ashes.
The pots were too small today, but we can fix that.
One of the most painful experiences for any parent is to let their children spread their wings and fly. The first time I had to let go was in 2003 when my son Tommy left Africa to attend university Stateside. I wrote a poem for him, as I have for each one when they left. 2003 wasn't so long ago, was it?
Sparrows are so common that they are often thought to be "disposable." If one falls, why bother? There are literally millions, if not billions, of them filling our skies. It may not matter in the grand scheme of things, if one sparrow falls, but it does matter to that one sparrow.
The simplicity of Africa has spared me from the confusion of having to face the "new and improved." I only want a tube of toothpaste when entering the store. What I don't want to face is feeling as if I have to make a major life decision between brands and their sub-brands.
I wrote this in 2015 remembering my mother and wanted to reshare on the anniversary of her death 12 years ago. I love you Aiti, always. I tucked in my seven-year-old daughter last night and inhaled deeply as I looked around her room. She had a night light. She had her music. She had her… Continue reading The Last Time Mama Tucked Me In
