Well, I stink at keeping promises. I broke the 40 day commitment to write (obviously) this weekend. Life happened and between the birthday of my firstborn and an ER visit for one of my kids (they are ok, thank God!) writing fell to the bottom of my priority list. I’m sure all twelve of my … More Update and a Prayer
Am I a vessel through which His love flows freely, or a dam that selfishly holds things in check out of fear or distrust that there will be enough to go around…enough of me, enough of Him, enough of whatever it is I hold selfishly against my chest and refuse to let go?Am I wild with distrust, desperately grasping for control and fearful of what tomorrow holds? Or am I at peace in the core of my soul, knowing that tomorrow is in His hands and that, live or die, I will ultimately live? … More A Simple Prayer
A Life of Simple Joys hasn’t felt very joyful lately, and that’s ok. It’s real life. There is no joy in recognizing the reality of suffering in our most vulnerable populations, but there IS joy in seeing God move and seeing His people step in to the fight. There is great joy in looking into the eyes of a rescued survivor and seeing the light of redemption glowing within.I’m not going to completely stop writing about these hard things, but I will sprinkle hard truth with hope. … More Exposing Beauty
Today’s video will inspire you. I hope it fuels your spiritual fire, giving you God’s vision for what lies ahead. … More Use us, God.
Today is Fat Tuesday and it’s living up to it’s name. I am looking at my mid-life life and just sick. Sick over the ease and privilege in which I walk on a daily basis. Sick over the reality of suffering, slavery, and abuse that makes Fat Tuesday a far-off concept for millions of people. … More 40 Days
The rain falls softly, dribbles of drops battering the downspouts as a sort of back-rhythm to the melancholy of damp dusk. In the distance I hear the lonely whistle of a train and I wonder where he is. My son. He graced us with his first visit this weekend, driving two hours to spend the … More When You Can’t See the Ending.
It’s been a dream of mine for while, now, to get away to somewhere remote and just write. No noises. No distractions. Just for a couple of days. Because of the sweet generosity of my husband, who gifted me this very thing last Christmas, my bags are packed as I type. As soon as I … More Retreating
I met her at a conference a few years ago. She was a tiny powerhouse of a woman, bubbling over with joy and the love of Christ. Just being in the same room with her made me feel more calm and made me wish I had what she had. Intimacy. The atmosphere of the room … More Intimacy with Jesus
I took a short drive this morning. The speed limit is 23 here in our neighborhood. Not one mile higher. The teenagers find it binding, I find it delightful. I love being forced to slow. Rounding the wide curve, with the pasture to my right, I spotted a neighbor. Woolen hat pulled low to his … More Of Autumn and Rest
It did this mama’s heart so good. All seven of us, together in the same room as Daddy lit the first hearthfire of the season and we marked it with a feast, a liturgy and laughter. Chicken pot pie was the main dish, an easy dinner that brought everyone to the kitchen. Green beans were … More Hearthfire and Frost: Finding Joy in the Gifts of Autumn