Unfinished Stories :: Everyday Redemption
I am the only woman in the world who will see as closely as I do the young growth of my four sons: the day when one more ounce finally turned the baby 20 pounds, the day when another tied his shoes (on the wrong feet), and the day when another understood the metaphor of bread and wine. I see transforming moments every single day. I watch them in their becomings. Motherhood will never stop teaching me how glory isn’t in a single moment. None of them were born knowing how to keep the front door shut or why it’s…
I am the only woman in the world who will see as closely as I do the young growth of my four sons: the day when one more ounce finally turned the baby 20 pounds, the day when another tied his shoes (on the wrong feet), and the day when another understood the metaphor of…