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Sometimes we think we are near the end of a thing and we get there and God says not yet. That’s where I find myself today. More waiting, which is not what I wanted. At all. I’ve been pouting over it all week, because honestly?
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Therefore, my brother, who would learn to abide in Jesus, take time each day, ere you read, and while you read, and after you read, to put yourself into living contact with the living Jesus, to yield yourself distinctly and consciously to His blessed influence; so will you give Him the opportunity of taking hold of you, of drawing you up and keeping you safe in His almighty life.
I’ve been quiet around this little space this month.
It’s been busy – my mom and aunt came for a visit and there’s been shopping to do and classroom parties to prepare for.
And I’ve been quiet here because, honestly, I’ve been wrestling with God over this writing.… read more
It’s a bit embarrassing that I’ve gotten behind (again) on my 52 weeks of gratitude posts. If I’m counting correctly, this is my sixteenth post, but it’s been nineteen weeks since I began. Ugh! And THIS month of all the months to slack up on gratitude.… read more
It’s late Sunday night, which obviously means Monday is near. As I tried to get the girls to bed a while ago, which at times is akin to herding feral cats, I began to feel anxious and like Monday is creeping in with it’s list of to-do’s and making up the undone from last week and (goodness gracious) the need to make some sort of plan for holiday needs and gifts and… on and on…
It can come on like a thick cloak of fresh panic, these thoughts of a new week with old and new needs pressing hard.… read more
I’m 39 now. And it’s ok. It’s good. 39 is just fine…
and I’m convinced that 40 will be just fine as well. Exciting, even, because who knows what is yet to come?
Certainty is the mark of the commonsense life– gracious uncertainty is the mark of the spiritual life.
Only God can do this. Only He can make dying so beautiful.
One thing I love about Tennessee life is the brilliant color of fall. And though fall has long been my favorite season, it’s becoming even more special to me living here.… read more
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Oh it’s Love so undeniable — I, I can hardly speak — Peace so Unexplainable — I, I can hardly think — As you call me deeper still — as you call me deeper still — as you call me deeper still into love love love — from Good Good Father by Housefires
There have only been a handful of times I can say that God spoke clearly right to my soul. Usually I process what He’s “telling” me slowly over time. But that morning before Si was born, it was obvious and sudden.… read more
I remember well the first time I ever read Welcome to Holland. I was in my second quarter at Auburn University in an Introduction to Special Education Class that I took as a precursor to beginning the Communication Disorders program.… read more