The yearning is an invitation. Right? What else could it be? Why write poetry or music? Why make a meal, create an app, create a movement with the body that makes the heart ache deeper and further?
It was the smell that got me. No, before that, it was the toilet. The toilet that I, jokingly, told my Facebook friends needed more of a relationship: But, there were signs. There always are. First it was the toilet, water rising at an alarming rate and thankfully (or, so I thought) receding to lower levels. […]
I love our Christmas tree. I love being in it’s light. I will turn off every light in the house just to get the full affect. Christmas lights evoke meaning. We have much to look forward to. Good things are coming. That’s the promise, right? A Christmas tree lights the way to Christmas. We anticipate and are […]
As any top-rope climber knows, there are only two things you can trust on the climb: the rope and the belayer. Your life depends on the strength of the rope and the attention of the person holding the rope. Too much would be fatal. Too little keeps you from where you need to go. Having […]
It was a rough day. I could tell as soon as she walked to the car. Eyes down, chin to chest. Something was up. Back home, we sat down together and read the note from the teacher. It hadn’t been a good day. At all. She cried. I was perplexed. This was not my girl. […]
(This post is a response to a recent text from a friend. Dear One, I hope this helps.) I remember the day when, driving my kids to somewhere, gripping the steering wheel, I thought, “These people have absolutely lost it.” Nearly all of them were sitting in back, crying, because one of them had stolen […]
I need Jesus before . . . My feet hit the floor I reach for my coffee I reach for my kids I talk to my husband I need Jesus before I say a word ~ I need Jesus before I . . . Make the decision Make the phone call Try to forgive Try […]