The Highlight Reel

I can hear my husband in the background of the highlight reel, chuckling as he cheers on our little sportsman. In the middle of the adult-sized field, our boy lifts his hands up, just sure he’s going to catch the football. It swooshes over his head and bounces behind...
Snowdrift Hymns

Snowdrift Hymns

Tiny notes hammered on the hidden harp float up into my little ears and flutter about like snowflakes looking for a place to land. My daddy’s voice comes in on lead. Reverb passes through walls like the resurrected Christ. Warm in this fortress, I open my eyes and...

Grace in the Grocery

I have squeezed his shoulder with the Vulcan death grip. I have growled low and almost yelled out “I am Mommy, hear me roar!” I have stared him down and let him know not to cross me. All this in the middle of the grocery. He sits next to his little sister, too close...