Devotions for Loved Ones
The Unexpected Birthday Party
My grandmother, whom everyone called Mom, sat hunched in a kitchen chair, the lump on her back fr ...
The Ministry of the Cookie Lady
My wife, Sandra, and I were caring for Florence, my mother-in-law. I was feeling helpless and fru ...
The Wall
There was a wall between my father-in-law, Dale, and me. A former Army officer, Dale was used to ...
Final Jeopardy
My mother, her body ravaged by pancreatic cancer, wanted to come home to die. Instead of a steril ...
Waiting for His Voice
Radiation hadn’t helped. Before the surgeon removed the cancer in Dad’s throat, the family st ...
Pawprints All Over Our Hearts
My husband Jerry’s ability to communicate gradually diminished as his dementia progressed. It b ...
New Realities
Because we lived so far apart, Mom and I only saw each other every few months. She had moved into ...
Nurtured by Nature
My husband, Ralph, panicked when he couldn’t catch his breath—one of the scarier features of ...
When Making Plans Is Impossible
“No offense, Mom, but you used to be fun before you had MS,” declared my daughter Sophie when ...
Turning Worries into Prayers
“Why won’t she pick up?” All morning I had been calling Mom in the rehab center. Apparently ...
Unexpected Consolation
From the ledge next to the hospital room’s huge window, I could see Baltimore’s skyscape. The ...
Inspirational QUOTES
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To pray is to listen, to move through my own chattering to God, to that place where I can be silent and listen to what God may have to say.
