The Stone: Part Three

Click here to read Part One and Part Two Through all of my loss and grief, I have learned this: faith is a choice. We choose to believe that God is who he says he is.  When the path set before us feels insurmountable, an Everest to our mustard seed, God calls us to believe … Continue reading The Stone: Part Three

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The Stone: Part Two

For a year the stone in my chest stayed dormant. Always longing for a baby, stuck between acceptance and fading hope. I've been a sculptor for a long time.  Adding lumps of clay to skeletons of wire, watching the beauty of God's animals take shape in my own interpretation: worship with mud. I had turned … Continue reading The Stone: Part Two

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To my dear daughter,

As you grow, many boys will enter your years. They will speak words of love and passion, of wanting you–all of you.

Their sex will be lacking.

Believe me, dear girl, I know what crazy hot lovemaking is made of. Until the boy can assure you of the following, it is not true passion.

If he can patiently wait for over three years. From pregnant to nursing to pregnant to nursing, with your hormones fierce, and desire often dead. “Please, just let me sleep. I am so tired.” will be your common response. Until he can love you still, choose you still, it is not true passion.

If He can call you beautiful when even your feet are swollen from baby belly. Call you sexy when your legs run thick with varicose veins from the same. Call you perfect after your belly hangs loose with skin…

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