She daily grasps to control the uncontrolled. Cleaning from the anger. Organizing out of frustration. As she scrubs and puts away, the sweetest and most accommodating is fighting for her life. So her meaningless tasks must become meaningful. Or else the truth of her day-to-day is only glorified busywork. And the truth is demoralizing. Why… Continue reading Domesticity Masks the Demon
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Solving the Struggle of Mom
She took a deep breath and took hold of the peeling shopping cart handle. One arm battled to bend her daughter’s leg, while the other arm hoisted the baby awkwardly above the metal basket. Anchoring one foot behind the closest wheel to keep the cart from rolling away, she wiggled the uncooperative little girl into… Continue reading Solving the Struggle of Mom
Defective Mother
Sound asleep. A squeal that I barely heard form the back corner of a dream. Open eyes, drowned in blackness and silence. I thought I heard a scream, but maybe it was residual imaginations from my sleep-state world. Waiting, straining to hear, eyes wide open even though I could see nothing. Holding my breath, listening… Continue reading Defective Mother
Parent’s Prayer
O Heavenly Father, make me a better parent. Teach me to understand my children, to listen patiently to what they have to say, and to answer all of their questions kindly. Keep me from interrupting them or contradicting them. Make me as courteous to them as I would have them be to me. Forbid that… Continue reading Parent’s Prayer
Glorified Exceptions
Often I wonder about the future of my daughters. Yes, there are four of them slowly embarking on the journey of teenage bliss. In my mental wanderings, I try to imagine their gateway into adulthood. Will they go to college? Will they find a job? Will they get married? When will I meet my grandbabies?… Continue reading Glorified Exceptions