Faithful Paradox

faithful [ feyth-fuhl ] – steady in allegiance or affection; loyal — paradox. /ˈpær·əˌdɑks/ –  a statement or situation that may be true but seems impossible or difficult to understand

May we learn to be faithful to Jesus, even as we wrestle with the paradox of faith.

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  • Chats Over Chicken

    I had the opportunity last night to have some one-on-one time with my youngest son. The rest of the family was away at various activities so we opted to go out to dinner, kid’s choice, and then for a drive. He wanted Chick-Fil-A, so we headed up for chicken sandwiches and were able to sit… Continue reading

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  • Two Years

    Today marks two years since Ezra left this earth and entered heaven. Two years. It’s rare for an hour to go by that I still do not think of him. He is so deeply embedded in my heart, so much a part of who I am that when he left this life, a piece of… Continue reading

  • 6,715 Days

    We have had people in our lives tell us that we simply need to get over losing Ezra. This has been a painful word spoken, but as I consider the words, I think it comes from a place of lacking understanding; lacking the emotional compassion to realize that when one loses someone they love so… Continue reading

  • The Blue Gurney

    Today is a hard day. It’s a day I awoke feeling grief into my bones from the moment my mind was alert. My eyes have tears at the brink of the dam, ready to spill over at every moment. Two years ago today was the last day I saw Ezra. Two years ago today, he… Continue reading

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  • Dear Anxiety

    Dear Anxiety, As I think of you, I confess that my feelings for you are cold. The impact you’ve had on my life leaves me resenting you; wishing you were gone. You are one who seems to linger and has no understanding of social cues. You lurk, standing behind dark corners, watching and waiting for… Continue reading

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  • Shadows

    I am one of those people whose mind is like a computer screen with 47 tabs open. My brain is always going. I tend to think in pictures. I am certain it’s easy to discern that I am also a verbal processor through reading the things I write. I started writing as a way to… Continue reading

  • God of the Remnant

    When Vince was in grad school, money was tight and ends often didn’t meet. Our dates consisted of waiting in line at Krispy Kream to get a free donut and then coyly stepping out of line. It was not uncommon to see us perusing the aisles at Sam’s on a Saturday, gleaning the free samples… Continue reading

  • The “If Not” Prayers of Life

    I’m a sucker for happy endings. I am one of the strange ones who will absolutely read the ending of a book first and if I don’t like the ending, I won’t read the book. Give me all the chick flicks and predictable stories. I figure this world has enough that is unpredictable, why add… Continue reading

  • Point It Out (Navigating Grief, Part 3)

    When Ezra was first diagnosed, a good friend of ours was asked to do a bit of training for our church on how to best care for us. On the first Sunday after Ezra fell ill, our friend shared some on best and helpful practices when walking with someone going through a season of suffering.… Continue reading

  • Grief Changes You (Navigating Grief – part 2)

    A piece of grief I have often heard but did not understand is that grief changes a person. Early on our journey with Ezra, I read that grief will make you better or it will make you bitter, but it will not leave you unchanged. A piece of walking with those who are walking or… Continue reading

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