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Weakness and Healing

Along with many, many other people around the whole world, I fasted on Good Friday and prayed for abatement of the virus. I couldn’t fast for many years when I was Jack’s primary caregiver. Taking care of him took every ounce of energy I had, and when I eliminated food, my vision literally went black with swirling stars around the…

I’m on a Podcast

I’m popping on here to say that this post says nothing interesting about the coronavirus pandemic, nor social isolation, nor the weirdness of life right now. Feel free to go read literally any other source anywhere if you prefer! I know it’s happening to all of us and it’s big and pervasive and bizarre. Anyway, I did a thing. I…

The Shadow of His Wings

It’s March now, and it snowed today. We are all home sick, with ear infections and colds. And what do you know, I’m sitting beside the fire and I’m writing something. I’d rather not make too much of my writing hiatus. I’ll just give you a little background about what transpired during the winter months for me. The basics: I…

Light

Hi friends. I’m back from hiatus–one which I didn’t announce or comment on or even anticipate. It’s been three months of Not Writing, While Still Trying. I don’t want to talk about my painful writing life. Instead of beating myself up about this fallow blog, I have tried to just sink into the stillness and ponder/reflect/learn from my life in…

Stormy Season

I’ve recently figured out something about myself, which is this: I am really good at getting complacent about things. All things, everything–at least when life is going well. I learned this in a big way the other day when I was PMS-ing hard core (yay for old reliable) and we saw some setbacks with Jack due to changes in his…

The Pearl

If you’ve been reading this blog for awhile, you’ll know that I write less and less about disabilities parenting, which is weird since I’m still doing it all the time. My weird parenting life doesn’t look like it did before, though, when Jack lived here and everything was essentially a perpetual hurricane. To wit, I’ve decided to discuss a change…

This Post is a Life Update

In the process of turning this blog from exclusively-about-special-needs-parenting to essentially all-Jesus-all-the-time, I realized I’ve been a tad stymied by the bigness of this evolving purpose. One of the side effects of this bigness, as it were, is that I don’t want to write as much because it’s exponentially harder to write about the Savior of the world than it…

Leaning in to the Blast

I’m going to tell you the story of my life, in a spiritual sense. It’s memoir, not “autobiography,” so I’m picking and choosing what I will include, depending on spiritual relevance. Much of what I am going to write, I have already written before. But it was a long time ago, and not previously cast in a spiritual mold. So…

Green Coat

My sophomore year of high school I helped my high school senate raise funds for a battered women’s shelter. This was our winter service activity, and we worked on it for six or seven weeks. It was the first time in my life I’d ever heard the phrase “battered women.” When the fundraiser was complete, I offered to go to…

Where is the Pavilion that Hides Thy Face?

I’m starting to think of this as the summer of flexible thinking. Also ten thousand books and lots of travel (yay, on all counts). But mostly, flexible thinking. Here’s the backstory: a certain child has been learning in therapy how to break free of concrete, rigid thinking processes. He’s learning that his thoughts don’t have to remain stuck on whatever…