During the music in church, a few days after we found out about Chris' cancer, I was staring straight ahead trying not to cry in front of the boys. I noticed the worship leader was barefoot and thought, "That's weird. I wonder why he doesn't wear shoes? I guess he must sing better barefoot." Then it occurred to me that that's exactly what I'm going to do. My family needs me to be strong right now in a way that terrifies me. And I'm not supposed to just survive this. The Lord has a song for me to sing. And I'm going to do what I have to do to sing it. I'm going to sing barefoot.
* Seriously, there's no telling what you're going to find over here. It'll probably be awkward, emotional and embarrassing.
** Stone Feet by Carol Evans