Distraction or Connection

I open my journal, prepare the Bible app to read a chapter of Scripture, and call out a short prayer: God, I want to hear from You. A whistling interrupts my prayer. I jump up to silence the noise before it wakes the whole house. Tea now brewing … where was I? Oh, right, God,…

Matching scars

My boys have matching scars. They both have a horizontal line on the left side of their foreheads. This was not planned. When Hunter was about one and a half years old, my mom and sister rode with us on the train down to San Juan Capistrano. We had a wonderful lunch followed by a…