It’s Not Your Birthday Cake

When you realize the birthday cake is for Jesus and not you… The singing hadn’t even finished. The cake was still intact. And my son was already done with his head on the table, and arms folded in. No drama… just pure, honest exhaustion. I keep coming back to this photo because it feels familiar … Continue reading It’s Not Your Birthday Cake →

Gummed and Loved

I didn’t see it coming. The morning was soft with that half-light that makes you think the day might stay quiet. I was lying there, half-awake, when I felt it—a small hand on my face. Not the usual pat-pat of exploration, but something more intentional. I opened one eye just in time to see my … Continue reading Gummed and Loved →