Sweet boy, we are approaching six weeks since the loss of you. At first I counted time by days and now in weeks. I don't know why I mark the time from the day you died - only that I do. Just as we tell a baby's age at first by days, then weeks, then... Continue Reading →
Two Crosses
As Easter approaches I have been thinking about the Cross. To the Romans, at that time, it was a means to inflict the most shame and send a resounding message of defeat. They had several methods of capital punishment but reserved crucifixion to leave a lingering message to their enemies. It was the most painful... Continue Reading →