I’ve seen many people use the month of November to list things they are thankful for, but do we abandon that in December just in time for the chaos of preparing for a holiday that is supposed to be peaceful?
by Abby Kelly
“The wakeup call for parents and for fathers in particular is that we are sinners too, adult sinners, and our sins have even greater repercussions than the missteps of our children, and tragically our children are often the objects of the dragon still within us. It’s not as if we’re sinners only in our relationships with other adults, and above the law when parenting our children. We are sinners in every facet, and often most dangerously so in our parenting.”
It was a time when the standard answer to “How are you?” was “In a time of rest. I feel like we are in between crisis times and need to rest in this season.” It was only a few years ago, but it feels like a lifetime ago.
In the story of our lives, we often have page-turning moments. Those moments when we are leaving one chapter of our lives and entering another. Those page-turning moments are bittersweet as we have excitement toward the next page, but we are looking longingly back toward what has been.
“You didn’t let me finish!” exclaimed my 8-year-old niece. She was telling me a long story about her day. Halfway through her story, I interrupted her; I was busy and needed to get stuff done.
“Adults never let me finish,” she said in frustration. Her comment took me back, I used to think that too when I was young. I was doing the same thing that drove me crazy:
Taking time to be present seems like a luxury…
It’s been exactly a year since we got The Call. In some ways, it seems like forever ago, in others, I can’t believe it has been a full 12 months. In the space of that year, I’ve watched the family transform: allowing memories to fill in spaces where a body sat, speaking freely of personality traits or quotes, choosing to celebrate a Christmas gift one last time without him.
by Abby Kelly
The second my feet hit the floor, I felt overwhelmed.
“Lord, the house feels like such a mess!”
Now, I’m a confessed compulsive cleaner. But I justify that little character flaw by saying, “I have two cats and a dog! How could I possibly keep up with all the hair?”
And…when I do see them? When I share in laughs and stories, when we talk about troubles or share advice…I remember. I remember that I miss them.
They are women that I would love to ask to be a guest writer on this blog. While I can’t do that (since they are with God), I will share some of their work and poetry. They are gone but shouldn’t be forgotten.