Our children pray every day for Haiti–numerous times a day. They are giving money from their Christmas and birthday stash to help with the relief effort. They ask me all the time how the recovery is going, how long it will take, who is taking care of the children without their mommies and daddies, etc. They have a heart of compassion for hurting and needy people.

I read this morning about the Chilean earthquake and the catastrophe there, and I prayed for them. I ached for the suffering and listened to creation’s groaning for it all to be “made right”.  Read more... (430 words, estimated 1:43 mins reading time)

Life for our family right now feels like we are desperately trying to keep our heads above water. I tread and tread and tread until I am exhausted and feel like I’ve gotten nowhere. I don’t know how to even explain it… what it is like to walk halfway up the stairs and then sit for 20 minutes crying because I can’t make my legs move any more. Then I preach the words of Eleanor Roosevelt to myself and I “do the thing I think I cannot do.” And I move forward to put away that random toy or toss the stray pair of pants in the laundry. Recovery is exhausting work. Poor Brian works all day and all night, and dear Asher prays every day for Mommy to get her strength back… We are all still feeling it. We will for a while.  Read more... (888 words, estimated 3:33 mins reading time)