Been way too busy to devote any time to working with this blog. I am still updating my livejournal, so if you're curious, you can look me up there. I'll be on vacation next week and am up to my ears getting things around here caught up so we can leave. Maybe when I get back I can put some more time in here. I just need to consider whether I want to have two different blogs, each with a different focus. That's what I might do - have one for newsy daily lifey stuff, and this one for my theological stuff. I just can't see myself having the time to maintain two sites. Oh well, I'll think about it when I get back in town.
in which I discuss the unthinkable
Paul and I have just returned home from the funeral of a most precious little girl. Lydia's smile could have lit a room. Now it reflects the glory of God the Savior for all eternity. Perhaps you've noticed the sparsity of my entries here these last two weeks. We've been struggling and praying for appropriate ways to handle what we're dealing with, and when and whether to speak about it. Up until now, for reasons which will become obvious, I've only shared this with a very few trusted friends. Paul made reference to it on his blog several days ago, but with no specifics. I think it may be time for me to fill in the gaps. What we're dealing with is horrible and ugly - about as ugly as it gets. This all happens on the heels of my mother's death, and has now somehow managed to even overshadow that. Mother's death, as difficult as it was...well...it made sense. She was 87 years old, and hadn't been well in many years. This, on the other hand, is a m
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