For me to live is Christ and to die is gain. Philippians 1:21 Phoebe sits on the stairs. The tears are literally running down her cheek as she cries. Her breakdown over shoes, while I sit here staring at the blog – wondering how to express my sadness? How is it so easy for her […]
Read more "Gain"“God says the inside is beautiful, but it has bones in it.” ~ Ivy Salmon in a Can. With Tuna there is little recognition of the fish that once swam (or the dolphins that may also be included). But with Salmon it is as though they chopped the whole fish into sections and squeezed them into the can. My wife was […]
Read more "Bones"On Sunday we signed Ivy up for t-ball. Then we went store to buy her a tiny glove and begin the task of learning to play catch. It was the moments you would expect (from tears after being hit to jumps of joy when the ball stayed – can not honestly write “caught” – in […]
Read more "Ballglove"Ivy prepared to cross the street by herself. She paused to check for cars. Seeing one over a block away, she waited. The car was so far away I urged her to go on across (the car turned on a side street before ever coming to our house). She ran to the other side and […]
Read more "Can you come out and play?…"Occasionally, Meg will leave me with the girls, and in those moments the survivability rate drops significantly. Thankfully so far everyone has made it through unscathed… at least physically. Mentally you are never sure what you have done to your children. Along the path they are certain to inform you of all your mistakes… but I would […]
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