In my life, especially when Ted was in his addiction, I have begged God. If prayers were power, I could levitate a chair. But they aren’t my power, they are conversations with The Power.
Sometimes I want something so much — usually for one of my children — that the prayer comes deep from my chest as tears drop from my eyes. I’ve seen God do huge miracles, some of them recent, and yet more of life happens and I want this other thing that is yet undone. Please.…Read more
Searching for Joy
As I prepare for Christmas this year, I think back to a year ago and the struggle I had finding joy in the season. My daughter, due to crimes committed because of her addiction, was spending Christmas in prison. I was in my own sort of prison, looking for freedom from the sadness and brokenness in my heart. …Read more
Bush and I were talking about a social problem in our city and I concluded, “There’s just nothing we (the two of us) can do.” The next day he told me he had been thinking and there was something we could do. There is always something we can do about an issue even if it’s short of doing everything. His suggestion was a viable option for the two of us. Duh, yes, we can do that. It’s well within our capabilities.
Everyone thinks they have good taste, are a good driver and have a good sense of humor. I actually do have the first and the last but I’m not in denial that I’m an eh driver. I have however been in denial about other things, trust me. So have you and other parents. Trust me on this too.
My children were raised in the most Jesus-filled environment we could muster. This, I assumed, would make them pure individuals by association and osmosis. In the teen years I was so busy watching one son go off the rails of those expectations, that I missed some things with the others. Most certainly I missed a lot of things with everyone. It happens.
With our middle son Ted almost eight years in recovery from alcohol and other drugs, I’ll just let you imagine how much denial I practiced in that situation. We thought the few times we found…Read more
We bought a fixer-upper condo. “No big deal!” we exclaimed with abandon. “After we do this condo let’s flip more condos!” Yeah, okay, that’s not happening. It’s been five months of fixing up and I’m to the point where my mind needs fixing up. Right off the bat, I know these are what I call Princess Problems aka First World Problems. Stay with me until the moral of the story.…Read more