posted on March 26, 2014

I am not a morning person.

 

Some of my favorite words to wake to are, “Your coffee is ready.”  To me that means, “I love you!”  Also, I have broken more than my share of carafes in the morning because, like I said, I am not a morning person.  I’m actually kind of dangerous before 9:00 a.m.

 

So this morning, with my husband out of town and a meeting to go to at 10:00, the first thing I did was make myself some coffee.

 

When it should have been ready, I went to get some but found I had not poured the water into the machine.  I had put the coffee in there, measured it and everything!  So I tried again.

 

While I waited for it to brew, I got the fifty-pound bag of dog food out of...

posted on March 11, 2014

 

I recently had the honor and the sorrow (yes, at the same time) of being at the Memorial Service for my friend’s 24-year-old son, Jason.

 

Let there be wailing and the gnashing of teeth.

 

Death is wrong.  I hate it.  God hates it, too.

 

The service was holy.  And I do mean h.o.l.y.  Grieving his passing.  Celebrating his life.  Thankful for the truth that there is an Act IV coming when all will be restored.  No more goodbyes.  Ever.

 

I hate goodbyes.

 

But here’s the thing. 

 

At his service, nothing was shared about how Jason did or did not pick up his room.  If he made his bed.  Put his toys away.  Nothing about how old he was when...

About Stasi

Stasi Eldredge loves writing and speaking to women about the goodness of God. She spent her childhood years in Prairie Village, Kansas, for which she is truly grateful. Her family moved to Southern California back in the really bad smog days when she was ten. She loved theatre and acting and took a partiality to her now husband John...READ MORE