“Mama, I loooooove this bread. I want more! I want to eat it all ’til its all gone!” Lydia Will‘s daughter told her, sitting at the table one day. “You can’t just eat bread,” was Lydia’s response as she watched crumbs flying and butter being licked. Lydia wrote about this story of the bread and […] Read more
I thought I knew her — Mary, the mother of Jesus. I had read her stories so many times that I was sure there could be nothing new. And so when I came to her again this past week, came to her with the intensity that comes when you have to explain a person to […] Read more
A few weeks ago when I was on a road trip with my friend Kelly and her two sons, we stopped to get gas, buy some snacks, use the restroom. You know, all the things road travelers try to squeeze in any time they exit the tollway. Kelly had taken her youngest, Jensen, into the ladies room, and I was with Alex. Read more
A word, a phrase, a thought, a truth. Day after day I come again to the ancient text that molds and shapes me – looking, searching. In my closet are boxes of journals, outlining and unraveling the mysteries of Jesus in loopy teenage scrawl, and tight collegiate script, and hurried adult handwriting. Pages full of […] Read more
A week ago today, I was sitting at work performing a rather mundane task when thoughts of the end of my life and the possibility of great suffering overwhelmed me. My eyes filled with tears, and in order to avoid making a scene, I ran to a friend’s office, shut the door, and broke down […] Read more
