Author: Eileen Kilgore

    There is another world between midnight and five am. It’s filled with shadows and silence. It lives for the anxious and the fearful. My mind takes me there…

He has good days and bad days, and today was bad. I could tell as soon as I saw him. It seemed like his wheelchair was swallowing him. He was…

This is my biggest fear: ending up like my mother. Depressed, alone, isolated. Living without joy or hope. Isolated and alienated from everyone, imprisoned in a world of one. A…

  But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well (Matthew 6:3). In a moment the Lord changed the direction…

  I’m at the memory unit visiting my father and he’s talking about the war. He says there is a “war between the two sides, north and south.” They are…

  When I was a freshman in college I had a crush on a guy with two last names. “Jackson” (not his real name) was the quintessential southern Californian: tanned,…

  This Christmas I've been thinking about gifts. Not the ones I've purchased or the ones I'll receive from family, but the greatest gift of all. The gift of the Lord…

This is what it feels like when I’m apart from the Lord. I’m at the memory care facility vising my father and my heart is jumping inside my chest. My…

When I was a little girl, I learned to travel in my mind. In the midst of the yelling I would fade away.  I’d play music in my room and…

This is what it feels like when the Lord puts his hand on me. He took my bedraggled heart, stitched it together and plumped it full. Yesterday it was withering…