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
The enemy loves nothing more than to make us forget. No matter how intentional we are about collecting stones of remembrance, determining to hold closely the answered prayers and words spoken over us in the past, we are easily paralyzed by unwanted memories, fear and shame. Only by fixing our eyes on Jesus, choosing to … More Poetry: Remember!
A few weeks ago I was the parent in charge of the playground. “Mama, we have to have someone watch us to play outside. Can you watch us?” I looked up from my book and smiled at my son. “Sure.” We left the room full of band students with their assorted books, recorders, drumsticks and … More Boys. A poem about…well…boys!
The poetry bug has freshly bitten and I have enjoyed stretching my creative muscles, finding new words and new ways to express the things that wander through my mind. Here is one…about Autumn, my most favorite of seasons which has, at long last, arrived in Tennessee. As the beauty of my surroundings increases in color … More A Welcome Visitor
What is a Hutchmoot, you ask? Ah…where do I start? How do I describe something so profoundly beautiful and formative? It’s a conference, sure, but it is so much more. I will, at the very least, attempt to explain. More than ten years ago, Andrew Peterson had an idea. A God-given one, I am certain. … More Hutchmoot 2018
What is the best way to learn to swim in the ocean? I would venture to say that the toddler pool would not be very helpful. Even going as far as the adult pool, maybe the 8-12 foot deep end, would not be enough. Why? Well, for one thing the ocean is vastly deep and … More Into the Deep
It took years for me to find what worked, to develop spiritual disciplines that I could “stick with” and that felt grace-filled instead of burdensome or rote. I tried the “read-through-Bible-in-a-year” programs, only to get stuck somewhere in Leviticus. I bought a Bible that had daily readings from the Old and New Testaments along with … More A Simple Discipline
As a now “older mom” among many of my friends, I found myself in an odd and often lonely season of motherhood. It is so easy to make friends when our kids are little. Playdates at the park or story times at the library are the perfect conditions for forming friendships around the common experience … More If You Lack a Mentor: In Gratitude to Sally Clarkson
In Luke 8, Jesus is surrounded by a crowd of people who want to see him, touch him, and be healed by him. Word had gotten out about the miracles being performed by him and curiosity runs rampant throughout the cities and villages through which he travels. He shares parables, one about the Sower, another … More When you have Christ’s full attention.
For most of my life, really…as far back as I can remember…I have dreamed of playing a stringed instrument. Violin, guitar, what-have-you, they all have seemed so beautiful and unreachable to me. Growing up, I played piano and clarinet. Strings were not an option at my school. But, for the past couple of years, I … More That time I bought a Cello.