Dear Son/Daughter, I remember the first day I held you. The image is engraved in my mind. You were absolutely beautiful. I was amazed that God would bless me with a child and actually trust ME to raise you. What was He thinking?! How could I be trusted to do a good job? The thought of what the future held and all the responsibility that laid in front of your father and me was overwhelming and yet exhilarating. Excitedly, I held you. Again, I was amazed at God. How could He create you to Continue Reading
The Pieta and Parenting –
So what does this parenting journey look like? At times it can be the most satisfying experience…. or the most discouraging. I think of the sculpture that I've walked past on Worth Avenue so many times on the way to work.. A full size replica of "The Pieta." The famous Michaelangelo depiction of Mary holding Jesus after he was crucified and died. Her head is bowed in sorrow holding her son draped across her lap; obviously drained of life. I have walked by that sculpture many times... But Continue Reading