My phone sounded loudly with the flood warning. I had been reading to my son while curled up on the couch, drinking hot cocoa together under a blanket while the rain came down loudly outside. Our imaginations, which had been whisked away with Paddington to...
Only a few days ago, my neighbor began to prepare the soil of his garden for spring. "Wow, is it time for that already?!" I thought, considering the snow that loomed on the horizon. And yet, before we know it, the first buds and blooms...
Sunlight sparkled on the translucent ice enveloping the landscape. Gleaming dollops of white drifted across a cerulean sky as the day broke shimmering and clear. A fresh morning; a new beginning. We received some glorious answers to prayer this week. For years, it seemed like...
Reclaiming Our Peace “I just want to be peaceful, Mama.” Me too, baby, me too. “I just want to be peaceful” is Penny speak for “I just need to curl up on the couch with you and read a book,” or “I need be alone in...
I am a member of a church that practices sacramental Confession. I wasn’t always. My family were Southern Baptists, and I was baptized, as a teenager, into the Reformed tradition, so I know all the theological objections to the idea of confessing one’s sins in the...
A faint gurgle of toddler laughter drifted up the stairs as Penny danced and giggled with her Mimi. The sound was music to my ears as I nursed my sweet son before his nap. I cradled my growing boy (97th percentile for height!) and studied...
I looked down at the fuel gauge on our car - the light blinked on in what seemed like a response to my attention: Empty. "How are we on empty again already?," I thought to myself as I steered our car towards the nearest gas...
We all have them. The days that seem to come at us like a tidal wave, knocking us off our feet and causing us to lose our footing before we even even have the chance the lift the necessary first cup of coffee to our...
I was at a nearby park alone - away from my tribe for an hour - just to breathe. My husband had a work conference that required him working late nights for several days in a row which meant that I was pulling twelve-thirteen hour...
My kids love it when I read them the story of how God created the world. I love reading how in each aspect of creation, God looked at his work and declared it "good." I like to think about this when I consider the work...