This past week, I had the privilege of writing for my friend Shari over at Leaving a Legacy.  It’s a story about burnt soup and grace because sometimes, our kids show us more grace than we show ourselves, and it is all at once humbling and healing and beautiful.

Won’t you take a moment to join me there?  Just don’t plan on staying for dinner.

While you’re at Shari’s place, you will want to read a bit about her journey.  I was drawn to Shari’s story because it is incredible.  She is a stage IV breast cancer survivor.  But she hasn’t just survived, she has overcome her illness and arrived at the other side with a clarity of purpose that inspires me to work more diligently to leave a legacy of faith to my own children.  It’s easy to lose sight of that, isn’t it?

But when you stare death in the face, the need becomes a little more urgent, and I find I want to surround myself with people who get that so I don’t forget it.  Shari is one of those people I’m keeping close.

If you’ve never visited Shari’s blog, now is the perfect time.  She has just begun a Wednesday series about her cancer story, which isn’t really a cancer story at all because the cancer doesn’t get the glory.  God does.  You will want to read it all, starting with day 1 here.