Dear Husband’s father died last week. Our prayers that he could go home to Heaven quickly weren’t answered. One of us sat by his bedside 24/7 for two and a half weeks, trying to help him through his long, very dark valley of death. It was hard to watch him struggle. But the last few…
Stars and Books
One early morning a few days ago, I was standing for a few minutes in the chilly night air before leaving for our rotation to be with Dear Husband’s dying dad. I was awestruck by the glittering stars in the black sky. ( A perk of living in the country.) The complexity and order of…
Willing
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the word willing. Willing was my mother’s middle name which always seemed strange to me. For some reason, I never asked my mother, who passed when I was a teenager, why she was named Willing. But recently the word keeps coming to mind. I want to say to…
Great
Dear Husband and his family are in a great storm. My father-in-law is dying, and it’s hard to watch. The winds of distress and confusion are blowing hard over Dad. It reminds me of the story of Jonah. Not because Dad was disobedient like Jonah! But because we all face the storms of life. The…
Finished
It happened right there in the hubbub of moving day on Saturday. Many moving pieces. (Literally moving pieces!) Chairs, dressers, tables, TV, bed, kitchenware, bathroom supplies. Dear Husband, our daughter, her husband, and their daughter, along with four kind men from our church, moved my in-laws from one little apartment to another apartment in the…