When Creeks Sing

I made this observation to Axel today as we took our walk: When creeks sing, you know they’re going through something. For long stretches when we walk by the creek, it is silent. Seemingly still, even though there is an underlying current moving it along. But when obstacles block the customary flow — when theContinue reading “When Creeks Sing”

She Set the Table: A Little Commotion about Mom

My mom was inclined to categorize things by how much commotion was generated: “A lot of”… or “such a”… or “so much.” Generally speaking, she was anti-commotion. So she may not be in favor of the following. But a lot of this was already shared at her memorial service on February 6th, 2023 (she passedContinue reading “She Set the Table: A Little Commotion about Mom”

Asking the Tough Questions

Part 3 of The Boy We Loved, Once Upon a Time – Posts about my nephew, Jeff, who died of cancer 25 years ago this week. During the year that Jeff had cancer, I found myself wrestling with God about His will, His silence, His purpose in allowing such hardship and suffering to strike anContinue reading “Asking the Tough Questions”