Gaining a heart of wisdom
Going through an old journal from the days of four kids under the age of nine, I found an entry based on my reading of Nehemiah 4:10: “The strength of the laborers is giving out, and there is so much rubble that we cannot build the wall.” “Wow,” I thought, scanning the entry. “That must have been quite… Continue reading Feeling Helpless in the Rubble? Remember the Lord!
“Hey, do you think you can get this stain out, Mum?” He handed me his T-shirt, still warm from his body, and I assured him that boiling water would make short work of blueberry juice on cotton. As the kettle boiled and the water poured and the steam rose from the kitchen sink, I thought… Continue reading What Does Hope Look Like? (Meditations Over a Stained T-Shirt)
Living Our Days 