You don’t want to see it. Trust me on this one. The gruesome image of my husband’s ankle split wide apart—bone exposed—taken by an audacious ER nurse who couldn’t believe his eyes is unsettling at best. The incongruity can only be fully understood by knowing that my husband is a natural athlete. He throws a … Continue reading Tangible brokenness
Three days before my father-in-law died, I visited a local florist seeking some cheer, for me, for all of us. Stepping through oddly placed, automatic, glass sliding doors that had been an afterthought on an old house felt like stepping into open jaws ready to consume. Willing to be eaten, I entered to find promises … Continue reading Fresh cut
Who is to blame?
“For while we were still weak, at the right time, Christ died for the ungodly. For one will scarcely die for a righteous person—though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die—but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, CHRIST DIED FOR US. Since, therefore, we … Continue reading Who is to blame?
Bringing the far near
Grover from Sesame Street made me laugh out loud when he explained the difference between near and far. There was a skit where he would stand close to the camera and tell the kids “this is near” and then run, huffing and puffing, far away, until he looked small and yell from a place nearly … Continue reading Bringing the far near
Learning how to die
I can’t figure out if I am dying to self or if they are killing me.