Someone braved the jokes and jeers who knew the Living Water had run dry.
a word of need
Category: grief
remembering mom
At 14 mom drove a cab barefoot along 5th Avenue. At 18 she was the swamp buggy queen, and got to kiss the winning driver. For 50 years she was a pastor’s wife, teaching Sunday School to teens and women and leaving secret notes in their Bibles.
the story of our sorrows
What a story of human frailty it must tell, this book. And yet it is more than the story of our sorrows. It is the story of our security.
Retrospective: 2008
At 14 she drove a cab barefoot along 5th Avenue. At 18 she was the swamp buggy queen. For 50 years she was a pastor’s wife, teaching Sunday School to teens and women and leaving secret notes in their Bibles. At 74 she is dying in my living room, remembering it all. Or none of it.
Retrospective: 2002
God in his wisdom has called this godly father, husband and pastor to a perfect sabbath rest. Some of the things we depended on him for we will now have to do for ourselves. Or for each other. Or simply wait for God to do.
the daysman 