Thank you for understanding what it is like to be lonely. Help me eagerly await the day when I will be eternally with you. And please help me endure physical loneliness as I wait for the freedom to fully commune with others in person. Give me strength and hope, Father.
Tag: Father God
When Something is “Mostly Dead”
My girls had their annual dance recital this month, and their sweet daddy bought them both a bouquet of tulips. The flowers were in water, but being in the hot car for hours caused them to wilt. By the end of the long day, I had no hope of their recovery. My husband, though—he had…
The Heart of Art
I was the little girl who got a bloody nose during her first dance recital, slipping in her tap shoes. My daughters, who are much more talented than I was, recently participated in their annual dance recital, an end to which they’ve worked the entire year. The taps, the kicks, the twirls…our house is full…
A Picture of What 