The Lifter of my Head

My vision was blurry as I blinked the gritty sand away. As I did, I heard the little voice say, “Are you mad, are you mad, are you mad?”  As I opened my eyes I saw her–the curly haired 4 year old shaking and cowering as she repeated the question. “Oh, sweetie–I’m not mad.” SheContinue reading “The Lifter of my Head”

Happy Christmas: Musical Reflections 8: For the Stuck and the Hopeful

Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till he appeared and the soul felt it’s worth I have found as I have gotten older the reality that brokenness is the lot of this world. This is true on your typical Tuesday…this is true at Christmas. When you’re young and you don’t see asContinue reading “Happy Christmas: Musical Reflections 8: For the Stuck and the Hopeful”