On June 1st, last year, my dad went to heaven. A few weeks before he was set free, I went to see him at the alzheimers facility where he was. I leaned in close…”Dad, I”m praying you get to go to heaven soon.” Just a few minutes before he made no sense, but this time? …
As I sit here listening to a thunderstorm announcing itself out my window right now I think to myself….”Ah….I love them!” and it made me smile to think about the things in life that catch me by surprise, that cause me to throw my head back and smile up at the heavens. There’s so much …
I wanted to tell you something. People who are filled with joy? We usually feel really deep. And we cry. Usually in secret. Or not able to be secret about it at all and it spills right out. I, for some reason, seem to be asked to step into the light and be vulnerable to …
I bolted up the stairs to her. “I wondered what you’d think when you saw them,” she said a little sheepishly. Her shoulders drew up to her ears, like a little girl, and she wrinkled up her nose. “It’s so extravagant,” she said to me, but her eyes twinkled to betray her delight. She giggled …
It’s the end of the day and it’s been a full one. I shake my head at how God surprises me, like a man at the door with flowers, all grinning and handsome. He knew I needed to be reminded that He loved me, that He was there, that He takes delight in me. So …