by Robin Farnsworth | May 5, 2015 | Blog Post, Dementia, Loss, Love
A printed card means nothing except that you are too lazy to write to the woman who has done more for you than anyone in the world. And candy! You take a box to Mother—and then eat most of it yourself. A pretty sentiment. —Anna Jarvis Anna Jarvis. You probably...
by Robin Farnsworth | Apr 7, 2015 | Blog Post, Faith, Hope
I told my husband I would not complain anymore. I didn’t mean forever. I might’ve meant that day or evening. No, I think I said too much about it – about gratitude and rejoicing and how I needed to regain some things. Darn. Now I’m stuck. Ooops, I just complained. Now...
by Robin Farnsworth | Mar 17, 2015 | Blog Post, Faith
I’ve been thinking about dying a lot lately. Not my physical death, which I have little control over, but the spiritual one. We love words like Resurrection and Regeneration but Jesus talks about the death part a lot and we just kind of nod and change the subject....
by Robin Farnsworth | Feb 25, 2015 | Faith, Uncategorized
“He is thy praise and He is thy God.” Deuteronomy 10:21 The bright light escaping from behind the shades shook me awake and I sat up quickly straining towards the clock. Only 6:35. I pulled the shade down and it snapped up, making more noise than I wanted. My eyes...
by Robin Farnsworth | Jan 24, 2015 | Hope, Loss
“I know this time of year is hard for you…” the email began. It was from a friend whom I had met through the unfortunate commonality of losing a child. And my heart smiled. She was comforting me, unconsciously learning the “gift “ of 2nd Corinthians 1:4, from a God...
by Robin Farnsworth | Dec 31, 2014 | Redemption
Mire (noun): wet, slimy soil of some depth or deep mud. (Verb): mired, miring: to plunge and fix in mire; cause to stick fast in mire,to involve, entangle. December 29th. I don’t know why this date stuck, because I never got a chip or token, but it did. I counted back...
