hidden amongst the crowd, an Easter perspective

Dirt smeared across her cheeks, her clothes tattered, her tiny feet bare and beaten, but none of that matched the mess inside her abandoned little heart. She stood to the back of the crowd, catching glimpses through the spaces created when they swayed. "Even though your mother and father abandon you, I will hold you close." Psalm … Continue reading hidden amongst the crowd, an Easter perspective

Love the good, Survive the bad: I’m a mother of teens. 

I want to know everything. I want to know nothing at all.  Ignorance is bliss?  Knowledge is power?  Raising teenage boys is the epitome of paradoxal thinking. I often feel as though I've been trapped in one of those rotating doors at full speed and then suddenly tossed out. Sometimes I wind up on the … Continue reading Love the good, Survive the bad: I’m a mother of teens.