April. Such a full month in so many ways. Building Spiritual Life I read Colossians, Galatians and Ephesians this month and began the book of Luke. We had revival services at our church, and I learned a lot. It felt like the songs and sermons were just for me. I …
There is a moment where time stands still and seems to suspend for a long while. There is a feeling of free falling, fearing reaching the bottom but fearing the fall at the same time. There is only one solution to defy that pull of gravity. Gravity, being a law …
“How did we get here?” I ask, overwhelmed and shaking my head, as I look around my kids’ room. Why is this room so difficult to keep clean? I gather some dirty clothes from one corner of the room, then place some crumpled paper in the waste basket. I spot …
March. Can it be we are finished with the first quarter of the year already? We’ve enjoyed some spring-like days as the weather tries to make up its mind in our part of the world. Building Spiritual Life I’m still doing my hymn devotionals and Year of Graces which I …
February. My favorite month of the year, I think. I know many hate it because of the weather, but important things happen in February. Valentine’s Day. My birthday. (smile) While some of my goals stalled this month because of a lot of extra treats and activities, I still found …
In the freshness of new love, I bounded in from a date and exclaimed to my mother, “He is so wonderful! I just feel so….safe….with him.” My sweet mama just smiled, and said, “I think that’s a good sign.” Eighteen years later, I still feel so protected with my head …
January. A month of new beginnings. And the first month of my “building” project for 2016. While I won’t bore you with all the details of the month, I want to share some of my progress. My hope is it will encourage you to keep “building” in your life …
His name is Adam. I see him sitting across from me in the kindergarten reading group as we all clutch our little paper readers. He stands and dips his head close to the words and begins. Painstakingly. Slow and stammering. Some kids fidget. I ache for him. The teacher makes …
If you are any type of photographer who reads this blog, you already know I am not one. You might be amused at my photo word for the year. I started to edit it a bit more, but then I decided it is already such an accurate picture to express …
It is the morning after Christmas. Newly opened presents, hastily dropped on the furniture and more in boxes on the floor, overwhelm our small living room. And me. I send my husband off to work in the early darkness, pour a cup of coffee and escape to the relative neatness …
