We have a mom here, plumb out of compassion. Sadly, we also have a girl who is constantly hurting herself and is no stoic. There is also a boy who is rowdy and wild as well as a baby fresh from a nap but not really fresh, sort of squashed looking and cranky.
The compassionless woman is slumped over the controls and this plane is headed for the ground. Will the Holy Spirit intervene yet again? Is there really no temptation except what is comman to man? Is God faithful? Will He provide a way out?
I’ll keep you posted.
I’ve read quite a few of your entries for the last few days. They are deeply affecting. “…slumped over the controls…” What a beautiful metaphor. I think you are a fine mother. I am more interested in your writing. Your blog gives me a greal deal of hope that your writing won’t just dry up and blow away. It’s exciting to see you blossoming like this.
Tanner,
You commented! Thanks – for the words about my mothering and writing.
I am committed to writing a book this year.
There – it’s written it down. Thanks for always knowing I could, especially when I wasn’t so sure.