Why We Needed Momma Bird
We needed a reminder that there was something normal going on, somewhere, and that life soldiered forward in its own way.
The need in us to see that the Spirit ignited the images of parenthood and growth within us at a time when we felt the all-too familiar confusion of parents who had gone before us.
What do we do now?
Is this how it is supposed to go?
Of Cardboard and Ashes
A bit about Lent, moving, formation, and what happens in the "time in between."