Choosing a Father’s Day card for my dad has always been arduous. Most have too many words for a man with few of his own. At least few that he shared with me. He probably had many words. He was an English major after all. Yet, somehow, to me at least, he was a man... Continue Reading →
Good parenting requires us to be willing to look inward and do the hard work of growing. Our children have a way of showing us both the best and worst of ourselves. Sometimes, this happens through a child bringing much needed perspective. Today this meant that a child pointed out that I wasn’t being generous... Continue Reading →
Too afraid to make a mark I write my words in pencil That way, when I get it wrong, I can quickly erase My manuscript, my life Full of empty pages I never dare pick up a pen Too afraid I’ll choose the wrong words And wind up on the wrong path Instead, I follow... Continue Reading →
Beauty in the Brokenness 