Monday Morning Makeover ~ Heart of the Matter
Want to find hope and healing and success? Let’s get to the heart of the matter! How? We can start at our mouths and follow the trail. Solutions don’t come from treating the symptoms, but the symptoms...
View ArticleIntrospection
I light four wicks, relishing the small flickering candles, a treat to myself this morning. Sitting at my well-loved and worn kitchen table, I pull out a devotional, make a cup of coffee, indulge in a...
View ArticleDitch the Can, the Chair, the Dolrums
Ditching the Desert I believe in giving oneself the space to heal after loss. That’s why I spent the last few weeks recuperating from the long hours of hospital stay and eventual death of my beloved...
View ArticleWater Under the Floor
It’s not earth-shattering, Lord. It’s not death or disease. But even such a little thing can feel like destruction. Even such a little thing is an assault on your gifts. And they were your gifts. In a...
View ArticleWhy I Flirt in the Kitchen
Thanks to some links on my daughter’s fb page I’m thinking about modesty, sex, and what we teach our daughters. This image from a fun site all about swimsuits of the 1900s Here’s the thing. Sometimes...
View ArticleStress?
It was quite the day. 4:30 a.m. and I was already in front of the mirror, taming the wild mane of clean hair. I’d gone to bed with it wet to gain sleep time. I’m not a morning person. Packed my bag for...
View ArticleRefreshment
The breeze brushes my face, wispy fingers cooling my questions. It’s funny what conquers the ragged places. You think it will take something big–like getting the answers you want–but sometimes it’s the...
View ArticleI’m Okay! Really!
No major life crises, no health issues, no shocking inner journey. Just space. Time. Preparing my kids and myself for the big leap to college, then processing the empty house and cleaning out drawers....
View ArticleFor Fencine: Faithful Mom-in-Law
Sorry I’ve been so quiet. I told a friend it feels like all I’ve done since March is say goodbye: launch kids, weather long hospital stays that eventually end in burials, and clean out homes. Have done...
View ArticleEbb and Flow
Grief comes in waves. It’s life as usual, then the tears start. Or the energy is completely sapped away. My precious sister-in-law shared a teacup with me that she’d given her mom. I’ve taken to having...
View ArticleExpressing All that Excitement!
“Guess what? Guess what? Guess what?” My boys responded with the teenage eye roll. Maybe I tend toward the melodramatic, but hey, a girl’s gotta express all that excitement. This morning it was over...
View ArticleA Chuckle for Thanksgiving
So, yesterday’s post expressed the serious side of me–and lots of gratitude. Thought I’d lighten it up by sharing a little humor on this Thanksgiving day.
View ArticleLetting Go (Again)
The house is empty except for me. After all the bustle, all the people, all of the cooking and feeding and talking, I am exhausted. But more than that, the Mommy heart once again has to say goodbye. I...
View ArticleA Sacred Space
His voice broke as he hugged his son. Emotion from my steady-Eddy. “I’m proud of you,” he says. Then he is wrapped in the long arms of the teenager who now towers above his dad. A manly bear-hug. Our...
View ArticleThat Circle Thing
You can’t give to someone else what you don’t have. I think about that a lot. Especially when it comes to the most important things in life, like love, grace, joy, hope . . . And especially when it...
View ArticleGift Upon Gift
Gift upon Gift. Joy upon Joy. After I posted last Wednesday something beautiful happened. I got an email offering me a JOB singing WORSHIP music. There are few things I enjoy more than singing, and no...
View ArticleMy Girl in Afghanistan
Thank you to all in the blogging community who offered this momma emotional support as her daughter traveled to a war-torn country. While she was in Afghanistan she sent me a picture of the street...
View ArticleA Momma’s Heart for Her Graduate
As a little boy you told me, “I’ll always want you to hug me, Mom.” You were frustrated because your big brother had just said I hugged him too much. Not only were you concerned my feelings had been...
View ArticleWhy Does Empty Nest Last So Long?
Blueberry wholewheat pancakes for Dad, Stephen, and me. Chocolate chips melting in Sam and Seth’s. Even after Dad left for work we lingered at the table. They teased me for offering hot drinks from the...
View ArticleMy 2015 Christmas Miracle (Part 2)
Releasing the week of Christma God woke me in the middle of the night. “I said fiction and non-fiction.” That was it, but I heard Him loud and clear. The next morning–sometime early in 2015–I awoke...
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