• The Question

    The Question

    I took Baby to get his hair cut. I think he has grown taller since you left. The hairdresser couldn’t believe he was only thirteen years old. Since we were there, I checked to see if they could squeeze me in. It has been at least two years since I had a professional haircut. They…

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  • To Love Another Person is to See the Face of God

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    I drove to Norfolk, Virginia on Saturday to take my oldest son, Emerson, to see Les Miserable. It was the first Broadway production I ever saw almost thirty years ago in New York City and it was his first time of seeing it live. I was his age when I first laid eyes on an…

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  • Not His Shoes

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    He may not walk in his shoes, but he pushes his chair. I have been in bed for days with the flu and pneumonia. For the last few mornings my oldest son, Emerson, has had to push Wesley down to the street and help him get on the bus. This picture both warms and breaks…

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  • Just Say Something

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    Before October 26, 2001 I can honestly say I never wondered what it would be like to have child with special needs. Growing up in the 70’s and 80’s there was no such thing as inclusion. The kids with special needs had their own classroom at the end of the hall. We never interacted with…

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  • Then Hope Emerges

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    Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us. Romans 5:3-5 I love the above…

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