Behold, A New Thing

I keep describing the last four months as a wild ride of trying to trust God, getting it wrong (or right for the moment, and then wrong, and then right again, for now *crazy eyes*), and questioning the mysteries of God’s will, my will, and the conflation of these two things into one mushy pileContinue reading “Behold, A New Thing”

Last Words Series Part Three – "Mary at the Cross"

Mary at the Cross I am not old. A bewildered mothersince conception who stored up each moment. Now I will recall the way you reached for me, a babe, and only see your outstretched arms. Son, do not abandon me—every hourhas been mystery, how my Lord suckled at my breast, relied on me to learnContinue reading “Last Words Series Part Three – "Mary at the Cross"”