Category: Child Faith

When I Have No Song

I hear Meg outside whistling. She stops and listens to hear the baby birds. The ones who’s nest rests on the downspout that I didn’t have the heart to knock down. The mama had wove in ribbon from a yard decoration Meg made, and Meg was proud they liked it too.   I hear her Read More …

When Jesus’s Blessings Are Hard

Meg came out of the endoscope Monday exhausted. I picked her up and held her in the rocking chair. She laid her head against me, her voice rasping through her sore throat, “Mom, do you know how much I’ve suffered?”   I pulled her close hoping she’d fall back to sleep and stop thinking about Read More …

Overcoming Doubt

We pulled into the parking lot at the hospital this morning when Meg asked, “Do you think I’m brave enough Mom?”   I slid the car into park and looked at her. Her question didn’t rack my brain, it pierced my heart.   Of course you are I tell her. You’re brave, courageous, and feisty Read More …

Making God’s Will Our Own

This morning I asked Meg how life’s going. Without missing a beat she answers, “I don’t know but it’s delightful.”   This comes from the same little girl I picked up off the floor last night after she fell asleep early curled up in a ball not feeling well.   Sometimes I feel God overwhelming Read More …

Moving Closer to God

Meg throws her hands up in the air, “I’m on top of the world!”   Actually it was a viaduct but I didn’t correct her.   I didn’t have to look back to know one of her eyes looks a little swollen. The pressure was high enough this morning she was unwilling to sit up Read More …

What God Does with Dirt

Meg’s question caught me off guard, “Mommy, what are our new bodies going to be made out of? Is God going to use dirt again?”   I had just finished explaining to Meg the medicine the doctor in Omaha is putting her on will help her nerves feel better. She told me it will be Read More …

Holding Baby Jesus

Our nativity scene is one figure too short. Wouldn’t be such a big deal if it wasn’t baby Jesus. He pretty much makes or breaks the scene.   This year he isn’t tucked between Mary and Joseph. The shepherds, wise men, and animals are all gazing toward an empty space.   As for baby Jesus, Read More …