Written October 8, 1991….  There’s a dirty pink wagon in the driveway. Turned-over small chairs sprawl around the wooden front porch, muddy shoes sit on the railing, drying precariously. A hammock blocks the way to the front door. Just inside, books are scattered under the bookcase and four cheap beanbag chairs are tumbled up together. … Continue reading Children →

Dumbfound.  Isn’t that a curious word? It is the blend of ‘dumb’ – as in ‘unable to speak’ – and ‘confound,’ which means ‘to cause surprise or confusion.’ Put together, the dictionary said, ‘to be dumbfounded’ means ‘to be greatly amazed or confused.’  I have been dumbfounded this week, both amazed and confused. *           *           *           *           *           *           *           *           * The … Continue reading Beneath His Mercies →