One night before bed, we read the story of Jesus’s birth to our son, Quinn. . . . The birth of Jesus took place like this. His mother, Mary, was engaged to be married to Joseph. Before they came to the marriage bed, Joseph discovered she was pregnant. (It was […]
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I once heard about this Hebrew Proverb of the way children enter this world. According to the tale, the Angel Gabriel tells each baby all the secrets about God and the universe. Then he kisses them on the head before sending them off to be born. Immediately thereafter, they begin to […]
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You’ll never stand before a mirror and see my eyes, ears or mouth. Never hear my laugh inside your own. Never stride with my same gait. As my adopted son, you’ll never carry a visible imprint from me. And yet, I hope to pass along more than my genetic instructions to you. More than my color, looks, and behaviors. More […]
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In December 2016, I submitted the following guest blog to Jen Pollock Michel, for her guest series called, “Home: Musings and Memories.” Jen invited writers from all over the Internet to share their stories from home—in advance of her new book, Keeping Place: Reflections on the Meaning of Home (IVP, Spring […]
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Thank you all for making this another amazing year! From my family to yours, Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
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I still remember the sun that filled our hospital room that day. It was brighter—maybe brighter than it had ever been, but certainly brighter than it had been lately. It was October 11, 2013. The sun rose quickly that day, but it had taken half a decade for it to […]
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My dad embarrassed me a lot as a kid. He probably didn’t know it. At least I sure hope he didn’t. It was his age that bothered me. He was much older than my friends’ dads. I was the sixth child he brought into the world…his last…and there were times […]
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Grief. It morphs. It swells. It shrinks. It just never seems to leave. … Six years ago today, it became a longtime friend of mine, meeting me inside a hospital room outside Indianapolis. There, my wife and I held a child we thought might finally be the long-awaited, new addition to our family. A […]
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Mother’s Day…a day we set aside to honor the women who brought us into this world. And this year, I’m thinking of three such women. My Mom In my own beginning, there was my mom. Without her, I’d quite literally be nowhere. In many ways, she and I are the same […]
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I heard it stumble out of his mouth for the first time the other night: “What’s that book about, Quinn?” “A-bop-tion!” “And who’s adopted?” “Quinnie!” “Who else?” “Rudy!” {Our dog} “Yep! Who else?” “Amelia!” {His friend} And there it was…our first conversation about this thing called adoption. Or aboption. It’s a word […]
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