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Finding Joy in Grief

When I answered my cell phone the voice on the other end didn’t sound human. I could not decipher who it was. “Calm down and speak slowly,” I repeated to no avail. Finally, I recognized the desperate sobs of my sister-in-law, Gina. My face twisted in pain as I knew something terrible was about to rock my world. “Benji’s not breathing!” Gina wailed, “His body is blue and he’s not breathing!” “Oh! Jesus, please, Jesus!” my heart cried. “I’ll meet you at the hospital,” I told her through a tightened throat. As my vision blurred and my legs turned to

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The High Calling of Motherhood

The High Calling Of Motherhood - by Ginger Hubbard

If I have to answer one more insignificant question, wipe one more runny nose, or bandage one more boo-boo today, I’m going to pull my hair out…and maybe the hair of whoever is standing close by also! “I’ve had it, kids! I’m going to soak in a hot bubble bath and I would strongly advise against any interruptions. Unless someone is dead or dying, do not knock on this door!” As I ease down into my vanilla scented-bubbles, I pray, “God, is this really what I’m supposed to be doing? I mean, don’t you have something really important for me

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