I pulled a loaf of sourdough bread from the oven and popped it onto the cooling rack before getting out a blank greeting card and pondering what to write in it. I didn’t know my new neighbors’ names, so after jotting down our names and phone numbers on the inside of the card, I simply…
Pandemic
Pause
Summer is loosening its grip on things. It’s still hot down here in southern Missouri—over 90 degrees today—but you can tell that the air is different. The humidity has drained away, leaving a still-warm breath that crackles now instead of steaming. It’s our first sign that things are shifting. I took my usual morning walk…
The Danger of Drifting in a Pandemic
Last summer, my family spent a week at the beach on Tybee Island in Georgia. Like most vacation beach spots, the Tybee shore is dotted with brightly colored condominium rentals anchored in the sand. While swimming in the ocean with my eleven-year-old son, I pointed out a bright yellow set of condos and told him…
Guarantees are Hard to Come By
Guarantees are hard to come by these days. After sixty days of cancellations and loneliness, I feel like there are few promises I can make and keep anymore. My kids ask, “When can we play with other kids again? Will we have school this fall? Will we get to have birthday parties with our friends…
Missives
As fast as I could send them, they came back to me. Every day, nearly, there’s a letter in the mailbox. I thought I was the only one doing something old, something with scripted words that flow from a pen and hand cramps and premeditated thought rather than a screen with keys and clicking and…
More and More
One night at dinner last month, my husband asked our kids what the term “sanctification” means. We’d been reading 1 Thessalonians together and got to chapter 4 where Paul tells us what God’s will for our lives is: our sanctification (1 Thess. 4:3). I don’t know if I ever noticed this verse until a few…
Sanctification in Quarantine
I’m worn down. Early on, this isolation felt like a reprieve from our formerly busy schedules. No meetings, no pastoral visits that kept my husband away from home in the evenings, no ball practices or tutoring. No hurried school drop-offs or pick-ups. No cooking a meal for Sunday afternoon potlucks while scrambling to get ready…
I Didn’t Know I Loved You Like This
I didn’t know I loved you like this. A lot of mornings, I grumbled before I saw you. It was a lot of work to get myself together, to get the rest of us together, to put things in order just to get to you. And when I saw you, I took you for granted,…
Contentment is Not Control
I was supposed to be on a plane today. I knew what I was going to wear, what was going in my carryon, how I was going to breeze through the TSA pre-check line, how I’d figure out the car rental process at the California airport. I was looking forward to dinner with a woman…