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May 11, 2020

My children are gatherers, especially when outside. For years I have been accepting offerings of broken sticks, pieces of acorns, squashed dandelions, fragile leaves and the occasional bug. Some gifts are beautiful in their own way, but most are broken, perishable and often a little sad. The offerings themselves are not what I love. The […]

Broken Offerings

May 4, 2020

Our family has a very personal Ebenezer. Ebenezer. It certainly isn’t a common word in contemporary language. Every time I try to type “Ebenezer” into my phone, predictive text wants to change the word to Ebook, which is further proof that it is uncommon terminology. Perhaps the word first brings to mind the famous book, […]

Here I Raise My Ebenezer

April 29, 2020

Grief is unpredictable and I’m often surprised by the things that tip me into a sea of sorrow. So many thoughtful friends and family often check to see “how are you doing today?” I appreciate the addition of a concrete time frame. It’s far more manageable to express how I’m doing today than in general […]

It is Well

April 25, 2020

Suffering cuts through the pretense and gets to the heart of the matter. A few weeks ago, I drove to the cemetery alone. The headstone had not yet been installed and I had purchased flowers from the grocery store to lay at the graveside, just to mark the place. With groceries in my car, I […]

Friendships Forged by Funerals

April 22, 2020

When an event in your life strips you bare, there is no good intention or false ideology to hide behind. Enneagram 1 here. I have a great desire to “do the right thing”. I want others to also “do the right thing.” This isn’t bad in and of itself, but my tendency to be critical […]

Invisible Suffering

April 19, 2020

To finish one long and hard day, only to know that the next day will be more of the same is defeating. We are all probably moving a little slower these days. Most days I feel like I’m moving through molasses. I’ve also found that one of my struggles with sheltering in place and social […]

Moving Slowly

April 17, 2020

Jesus did not call me to live the American dream, Jesus called me to pick up my cross and follow him. Once upon a time I would boldly pray for “God’s will to be done.” I believe part of my courage in praying these words was because I naively and arrogantly believed that my will aligned […]

The Cloaked American Dream

April 12, 2020

Easter without Jane is not without hope. It’s our first holiday since Jane passed away. We miss her terribly and the ache of her absence is profound. Of all the holidays we could have experienced first without Jane, I’m so thankful it was Easter. We celebrate Christmas big at our house. Thanksgiving bears many standing […]

Our First Holiday

April 1, 2020

I’m aware that we are living our worst nightmare. It’s probably fair to say that it is most people’s worst fear. Losing a child. We lost our perfectly healthy, beautiful and full of life daughter. It wasn’t expected and it was completely out of our control. I believe that fear and anxiety stem from a […]

Out of Control

March 6, 2020

The importance of our story is less about the narrative and much more about the author. Who am I and why does my story matter? In a traditional sense, there is nothing special about me or my family. My name is Casey and I grew up in the loveliest village on the plains in Alabama. […]

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