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 | 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 | May 30, 2014 | Hope, Redemption
Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, the fruit of the womb a reward. Psalm 127:3 ESV At 2:35 PM, on May 23rd, Eli Hudson Farnsworth was delivered into this world, and my first grandson was born. Thanks to 21st century technology, I watched him holler with...
by Robin Farnsworth | Mar 13, 2014 | Hope
If you doubt that spring is in the air, just visit Christmas Tree Shop on a Saturday afternoon, especially when the temperature has finally stretched past forty. I needed a frame and a lamp, and knowing the danger of entering that store and thinking you can leave with...
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,...
