Advent: The Ancient Practice of Patience
As a child, my family had one Advent calendar we used for years. It featured a nativity with twenty-four paper […]
As a child, my family had one Advent calendar we used for years. It featured a nativity with twenty-four paper […]
It takes the time it takes, I heard the speaker say.
The voices in my head were getting louder. The ones that all mothers know. My daughter whispered tentatively through my closed bedroom door, “Mama. I’m hungry.” Again? I thought, “Just a minute.”
Tonight one of my boys burst into tears just as I grabbed the bible to start our reading of Romans. He had just remembered that he lost his homework that is due tomorrow and half-way finished.* I took a deep breath. “We’ll find it buddy, it is time to read Romans now.”
What do you do when you feel empty, and the voice in your head is completely silent?