missing micah

I think about him every day, the boy we called our son for a mere week. Without effort, I can recall his sweet coos, the color and smell of his skin, the sound of his cry. (Thankfully that memory no longer wakes me in the night.) Every day, my mind drifts to his long, scrawny... Continue Reading →

a g a p e

Merry Christmas, everyone! I hope you're enjoying a lovely day with your family and friends! Currently, I'm reading In His Image (Jen Wilkin) with a group of ladies. This book feels like a follow-up to None Like Him, and it is wonderfully painful in the way it convicts me about my inconsistency in imaging God rightly. One... Continue Reading →

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