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


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