I'm getting there - these improbable beautiful, dangerous things are resurfacing. It looks like it'll take a bit - with a global pandemic and all. But I can let myself hope again about what lies ahead.
“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on … Continue reading New Year. Not New You?
Brushing a girl's hair behind her ear once a day will solve more problems than all those therapists and drugs. - Atticus I'm writing a love story. I thought I was stuck. Last weekend, I thought I'd never get past this mess of my own heart. The pieces still broken - fearing hope. But the … Continue reading A Love Story in Progress
As 2017 comes to a close, I started thinking about my word for 2018. Every year for quite some time, I have had a word for my year versus a list of resolutions (my resolutions were always quickly forgotten). Somehow, the word always fits. There have been times I don't know why that particular word … Continue reading Fearless
When I last wrote, I was still struggling through the home search process. Why is that so stressful, ya'll? But I found the house, finished packing, and last Saturday, moved in! So thankful that process is over! The new neighborhood is so quiet. I love it. My kitchen, my favorite room in the house, is … Continue reading Home Sweet Home
Be praised for all Your tenderness by these works of Your hands Suns that rise and rains that fall to bless and bring to life Your land Look down upon this winter wheat and be glad that You have made Blue for the sky and the color green that fills these fields with praise - … Continue reading The Color Green
I used to think, when I was a little girl, that some Prince Charming type (he, of course, loved football, Jesus, and politics) would stride into my life, sweep me off my feet, and then? We would live happy-ish forever, with our house full of kids, somewhere near Washington, D.C. (my dreams are very specific). … Continue reading Prince Charming and Happy-ish Ever After