Sunday, March 15 has been declared a National Day of Prayer in light of the impact of Covid-19. Let’s pray together. Dear Lord, May our families be strengthened in this time. With more time together at home, may we strengthen our communication. May we laugh together, pray together, and play together. Protect those working in […]

Beneath this virus, there is a far more deadly epidemic spreading. It is the disease that’s reached me long before news of this virus. It is the one that has plagued me my entire life. It is the one that presents symptoms at any uncertainty.

It is the subject I am most eager and fearful to teach my children. The ramifications seem high if I screw it up. To begin, I determined what I would not tell them.

I don’t see it until we write that second list. Placing it next to the first, we see what we did not glimpse in the midst of time passing.

I have tried not to write about this. It is so hard. So unspeakably hard. A mother and father staring into death. A precious girl found without breath.

Advent is here, and just like every year, I feel terribly unprepared. Not only because I have planned nothing, but because I’m terrified that if I do dare to plan, Advent will be lost.