Tugs We Cannot Name

Cadence in Lala’s Rocker. 2008.  An Overwhelmed Heart “Do you know what tomorrow is, Cadence?” I asked as I tucked the tiny toddler, not yet two, into the vast queen-size bed in our guest room. He blinked. “Tomorrow is Mother’s Day! And your mommy will be back tomorrow. She’s going to meet us after church and […]


Tugs We Cannot Name

Cadence in Lala’s Rocker. 2008.  An Overwhelmed Heart “Do you know what tomorrow is, Cadence?” I asked as I tucked the tiny toddler, not yet two, into the vast queen-size bed in our guest room. He blinked. “Tomorrow is Mother’s Day! And your mommy will be back tomorrow. She’s going to meet us after church and […]


The Missing Soprano and the Body of Christ

Trabuco Canyon Community Church. Standing in the Gap On a recent Sunday morning our trio of worship leaders was only a duo. Sue sat at the piano, Don stood at the mic, tuning his guitar–but Amy, whose lovely soprano weaves its way around Don’s steady baritone, was absent.  It happened to be September 11. And […]


The Missing Soprano and the Body of Christ

Trabuco Canyon Community Church. Standing in the Gap On a recent Sunday morning our trio of worship leaders was only a duo. Sue sat at the piano, Don stood at the mic, tuning his guitar–but Amy, whose lovely soprano weaves its way around Don’s steady baritone, was absent.  It happened to be September 11. And […]


The Missing Soprano and the Body of Christ

Trabuco Canyon Community Church. Standing in the Gap On a recent Sunday morning our trio of worship leaders was only a duo. Sue sat at the piano, Don stood at the mic, tuning his guitar–but Amy, whose lovely soprano weaves its way around Don’s steady baritone, was absent.  It happened to be September 11. And […]