One of life’s highlights of late has been the budding kinship with “my Hope*Writer friends.” I’ve told you about comparing, scarcity and working our own little territory and described how so often joy comes when we choose what we didn’t (at first) choose. Enter Allison, one of those new friends. She is young, fresh and…
Mama. Oh mom, oh mom, oh mom, oh mom, my 13 year-old moaned. My stomach hurts so much. Mama, please come. I wished he’d called for Papa instead. Because Mama was nestled, all snuggled in bed. The heat was turned low and she didn’t want to go. After a week of late nights, I’d set…
We shall be like the bee That booms against the window-pane for hours Thinking that the way to reach the laden flowers. From C.S. Lewis, Poems Writing on the Wall So is that what everyone thinks I should do? I should switch schools? That’s the best solution? It was already the second week of school….
But you, O Lord, are a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter of my head. Psalm 3:3 What do you know about David? I mean, beyond slaying Goliath and sleeping with Bathsheba? Did you know that God said (Acts 13:2), “I have found in David the son of Jesse a man after my heart“? Why was David…