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 | Oct 22, 2014 | Hope, Loss, Love, Redemption
Molly was my best friend, hands down. We met at Mrs. Krumick’s desk in third grade, as I watched her staple her thumb, then stare at it in disbelief while I waited for her to scream, but she didn’t. Molly was blond. Her mother was the only single parent I knew back...
by Robin Farnsworth | Sep 11, 2014 | Loss
He heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their wounds. He determines the number of the stars; he gives to all of them their names. Psalm 147:3,4 (ESV) Rosie and I resumed our walks around the pond this week. Summertime we are banned (well, dogs are) which is fine...
by Robin Farnsworth | Aug 25, 2014 | Faith, Hope, Loss
I stepped out on my son’s deck yesterday morning and noticed right away that the temperature had suddenly dropped. The air smelled sweet with crape myrtle blossoms and a gentle wind swept upward into the tall oak trees behind the house, shaking the drying leaves so it...
by Robin Farnsworth | Jul 31, 2014 | Faith, Hope, Loss
A lot of things had changed, especially the old neighborhood. But the graveyard had mostly remained the same, except for the missing climbing tree. It had been fifty years, so it’s hard to remember when the beautiful dogwood tree came down, the tree that gave shade to...
by Robin Farnsworth | Feb 27, 2014 | Hope, Loss
I rolled over and peeked through the shade. Still dark. The clock said 4:28 and I lay back down, sighing deeply. Thirty-four years ago, plus about two hours, my life had just been turned upside down. I became a mother. Spencer Timothy Macleod had burst upon the scene,...