Doreen* grabbed Lily’s hand and they slid away, around the corner and behind the girls’ dormitory, back for moments into the secret sisterhood of hollow years that only few will ever fully understand. To Lily, this was now her past; to her friend, this was...
“But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God.” John 1:2 Though I can sink into feeling severed from Your family line, ashamed and bearing heavy burdens — same old burdens that wear my skin thin in the same old...
“I’m sorry to jump into your conversation,” she said, as she knelt awkwardly over the stiff, high-backed airline seat in front of me, “but I’ve had two miscarriages and all of my friends are having kids and it’s so hard.” Her...
My former-orphans wear flip-flops with flower appliques and madras shorts and big bows in their hair. They ride bikes and climb trees and weed the garden for the day’s “Team Hagerty” task. They have tea parties underwater and sport goggles that I...
“In Him was life, and the life was the light of men.” John 1:4 Your life is my light. When darkness threatens me, Your light – in the form of Your life – steadies me. When death seeks to write its name over my life and my children’s lives, big and small, Your life...
