Time marches onward, and though I can hardly believe it, this week marks the one year anniversary of A Space for Grace. I clearly remember the trepidation with which I sat down at my computer, put a bit of my heart onto the screen and clicked “Publish.” My stomach was anxiously tied up in knots as I contemplated the…Read more »
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SHADES
Juxtapose. To place items or events together for the purpose of comparison or contrast. Often done deliberately to highlight differences. 50 Shades of Grey. A joining of pleasure and pain. Deliberately presented on a date associated with love. Hundreds of millions of dollars are sacrificed as people watch. Pain inflicted. Pain endured. In the name of pleasure. In…Read more »
Running the Race
I have a confession of sorts to make. I have signed up to run (?) a 10 km race. The people I’ve shared this with tend to react with shocked surprise, which they quickly attempt to mask. This does not bode well for me. I know. You are probably wondering what on God’s green earth…Read more »
Wedding Day
I see a bride. She is beautiful, dressed in white. The bride begins to run. She stumbles and falls. Her dress rips and stains in her struggle to get back up. This bride, she does get up. Struggling to her feet, she throws the train of her dress over her arm, and starts to run…Read more »
A Baby is Born Part 3: The End of the Matter
Despite the presence of a cheering section, despite Kendra and I being on our best behaviour, and despite all the methods we employed to encourage our nephew into the world, he would not come. It was with heavy hearts we released Eleanor and Wade to the operating room for a C-section. This time when Kendra and I…Read more »
Chickadee Stew
The kids are back at school, this year, all of them. For the first time in ten years, the house is quiet. Thus, I reflect. Parenting. This life-altering fumble in the dark. This ever-changing minefield of high impact decision-making. In the six or so months since I started this blog, I have attempted to offer…Read more »
A People of Hope
I woke up this morning with a song in my heart. We are a resurrection people. A people of hope. The world uses the word hope in such an anemic way, it is little more than a spineless wish. This is not our hope. Our hope is solid, firm, unchanging; built upon The Rock. Hope:…Read more »