by Robin Farnsworth | Mar 10, 2013 | Hope, Love, Redemption
March is beautiful somewhere. But not here. I’ve always been a big defender of the month nobody loves because I was born right near the end of it. Hence the name, Robin, as in “first sign of spring”, although with global warming the robins have become confused and...
by Robin Farnsworth | Feb 9, 2013 | Loss, Love, Redemption
Jermaine was running late. He had forgotten his wallet and had to backtrack. I sat in the prison parking lot and weighed my options. It was cold out, and I was nervous. Sitting in my car looking at my phone would be a poor way to kill time. I watched as yet another...
by Robin Farnsworth | Jan 21, 2013 | Hope, Loss
It’s freezing out. Literally, things are freezing by the minute, like car doors and the cat’s water dish and I’m sitting in the comfort of my dining room watching the birds and squirrels partying at the feeders, relieved I filled them yesterday. It was so beautiful...
by Robin Farnsworth | Dec 18, 2012 | Hope, Redemption
I still remember the little nativity figures crowded together in the cardboard barn. What a strange mishmash of people, and animals too! After I got big, my mother told me they were nothing special, my parents bought the set at Woolworth’s, but to me they were like...
by Robin Farnsworth | Dec 2, 2012 | Hope, Love
Alarm fatigue. It’s a new phrase that is catching on in the news recently and in nursing journals. If you work in a hospital, you don’t need a definition, you are just nodding your head, Uh-huh. In the 20 years I’ve worked in hospitals alarms have taken off, so that...
by Robin Farnsworth | Oct 29, 2012 | Hope, Loss
Endure hardship. These two plain words reverberated within me. What? Yet I knew where they came from, the gentle but unyielding press of the Holy Spirit, the Lover of my soul. The words seemed…a little harsh maybe. It had been less than a year since I lost my son. The...
