Trading Places

Her body is betraying her inch by inch, turning into a concrete prison while her brilliant mind screams from inside, fully aware, fully alive. I watch her cry every day over some fresh loss – a hand that won’t grip, a step she can’t take, a breath that comes harder than the last.

The Bullet and the Nail

The bullet was swift and deadly – Silencing the voice of our beloved Charlie.
His voice is no longer heard as he had so often proclaimed God’s holy Word.
He died for You, Jesus, and for Your glory but that is far from the end of the whole story.

A Mother’s Perspective

Mary watched in anguish, but not near the anguish her Son must have felt as He, with arms outstretched, hung on a cross.