And I love the title... A Place Called Simplicity.
Just by reacquainting myself with her writing, I remember that she has a practice of keeping it real.
One of her regular posts is about a memorial box. You can read more by choosing to follow the link above. And while I'm not entirely sure what I would put in my Memorial Box today, the fact that I am so enveloped in helping others create a family... a trinket of a child must be what I would place in my box if I had one.
I admit that I have it good. And I am thankful to the Lord for all of the abundance in my life. But over the past few years, I have come to know how hard it is for those who struggle to bring a child into their lives. I have known many who have given up on that dream, and others who have mortgaged the house to make it happen, still others who know that a child awaits and have yet to receive the call. There are far too often times that the heavy burden of wanting a child can only be lifted by prayer. So in my box (when I find one), I will place a child's cross... of hope...