Cocoon of Sorrow
Journal Entry, March 24, 2021 Life and Lent has me thinking this week about sorrow. The kind that sweats drops of blood during an anguished prayer, or weeps for months on end because your child lies …
Journal Entry, March 24, 2021 Life and Lent has me thinking this week about sorrow. The kind that sweats drops of blood during an anguished prayer, or weeps for months on end because your child lies …
We are one week away from Christmas! How is every feeling? Ready or not (and I tend to fall in the not ready category!), Christmas is right around the corner. But it also means that we will turning …
Hello Friends! There have been many upheavals and changes in our lives since I last posted, both in our home and in our nation. But here I am, Advent 2020, searching for the anticipation, wonder and …
A few days ago I provoked a fight. A Facebook fight. You know the kind, the one where comments fly because we can be mouthy on social media in ways we never would be face-to-face. But these kinds of …
The day Adam and Eve succumbed to Satan’s temptation, God’s Kingdom on earth was turned upside down. Since then, the halls of time have echoed with the treacherous dealing of the powerful against the …
Over the past month, I have thought often about Noah, quarantined in a sense, swaying in the waves and bobbing like a cork upon the mighty seas. I wonder if Noah and his family had a hard time …
This afternoon, after 2 of my children created another chocolate chip cookie disaster, I walked across my sugar-coated floor and surveyed the day’s damage. Clutter cozied into every corner. Dried …
We nodded our heads in agreement as I put into words what she thought, “It it so complicated.” For two hours we walked with the bright Spring sun hitting our backs, propelling us forward. …
Two weeks ago as I stepped forward to teach one of the hardest portions of scripture I have ever taught, I said the most honest words I could think of. “I don’t usually get nervous when I teach, …
Brother Andrew earned the nickname, “God’s Smuggler” from his years of smuggling Bibles through the Iron Curtain during the height of the Cold War. He filled his puttering blue Volkswagen Beetle with …
Nearly every other summer I do the sacred work of transitioning my children from one hometown to another. I hear it all the time, “You do this so much you must get used to it.” Honestly, no. We never …
Do you remember the Choose Your Own Adventure books from our childhood? I used to spend many summer days curled up on my beach towel with the sun splashing about me, engrossed in choosing the …