Dear Neighbor, I just want to take a moment to say: Thank you. Yes, you with the tween daughter just like mine, who took my girls under her wing and gave them a familiar, friendly face on the first day of school. Who has been that friendly face day in and day out since then — who has opened so …
Hey, God. Yeah, it’s me again. … So… I’m tired. And to be honest, it doesn’t seem like You’re doing a whole lot to help out here, but I know my feelings can be liars. I feel like you’re off somewhere else, giving everyone else their miracles. I feel like when I talk to You, You just can’t hear it. …
The house is still dark now, Lord. The quiet…oh, the blessed quiet. The only sounds as I whisper this prayer to You in my heart are that of the ticking Cuckoo clock in the hall, and the deep, steady breathing of the ones I love most slumbering deep in their beds. I’m torn, though, Lord. Torn between getting up, sneaking …
Dedicated to C.M.G. and his mama, whom I love; and to my son You, wrapped in that blanket so sweet with those tendrils of hair curling this way and that. With your skin soft as silk smelling fresh out of heaven, and cheeks full and pink waiting to be nuzzled and kissed. You are a miracle; fearfully and wonderfully made. …