There is a Burning Bush Inside of Me

She lifted her hands to show me how small I was at birth. Her eyes bulged and she declared again, as if it was the first time she’d ever told me, “You almost didn’t make it! Did you know, you didn’t even cry?” There are those stories parents tell and retell, and by the time … Continue reading There is a Burning Bush Inside of Me

From Hidden to Risen

“Quiz me on this rock,” he said, holding up a bone-colored, jagged- edge stone. I could almost see his words of response at the edge of his lips, ready. My nine-year old has always been excited about geology. Any mention from me is all it takes to open the floodgates of his excitement and stored … Continue reading From Hidden to Risen

Hello 2018

January is more than halfway complete and I don't know about you, but the newness of 2018 has already lost some of its shimmer in the day-to-day of ordinary life over here. I’ve never had a great relationship with New Year’s Resolutions. At this point in my life, the entire idea of them puts me … Continue reading Hello 2018

Loving Our Younger Selves

It was cold and overcast on our daughter’s Gotcha Day. We drove away from the adoption agency in a small, navy blue van with another adoptive family. Our little girl rode on my lap, still unaware of what was happening. She went from playing with the new toys we’d given her to looking up at … Continue reading Loving Our Younger Selves

Cut Open

Our colorful nativity set was placed on a table beside our box TV that year. We were weeks away from welcoming our first child and I was overcome with anxiety about giving birth. Just days before Christmas, my husband and I wrote our biggest-fears-turned-biggest-prayers onto ripped-up printer paper and laid them before the baby Jesus’ … Continue reading Cut Open