Twas the night before my birthday, and all through my abode Lots of teenagers stirred, friends new and old The dishes were washed, dried, returned to their places In hopes that tomorrow would be easy, slow-paced The electric blanket turned on, the bathwater running A magazine and epsom salts awaited for soaking Kayla in her… Read More Twas The Night Before My Birthday…
A month and a half almost since I’ve written here. Nothing totally tragic. No severe suffering. All are healthy and happy for the most part. Life is still hard, though ~ isn’t it? I don’t know if I’ve ever felt its heaviness, its burdens, and its challenges like I do right now. Oh, I know… Read More Highlights In Heaviness & Girly, Giggling Grace
So, this is one of the pieces of artwork I got to see while slowly strolling through the Boston Museum of Fine Arts last week. I think the religious artwork is partly why I’m drawn to the European Art section. Some of them are sort of ridiculous and based on unlikely legend, but some of… Read More Thanks and Bread and Betrayal {Lent day #45}
Whole Foods Cashier: {surprised} “Is that horseradish? That’s a lot of horseradish!” Me: {laughing} “Yes, it IS horseradish. And it IS a lot! Whole Foods Cashier: “Do you mind if I ask what you are going to do with all of that horseradish?” I quickly explained that I was making 15 Seder Plates for a… Read More Bitter Roots, Sweet Trees {Lent Day #44}
Her text message was urgent and despairing. Anxious, uncomfortable, wanting to hide. She’s a thousand miles away this week, so a phone date had to suffice. Stuck and hopeless. I urged her to reach out and be honest with another ~ no more hiding, no more shadow-living, no more deceiving. Nope. Not happening. It’s too… Read More Recalling, Remembering, Rehearsing {Lent Day #38}
I remember my grandmother sitting on the floor in the hallway, her face in a strapped contraption attached to bungee-cord-like ropes that somehow hooked to the her bedroom door frame. When I inquired about this strange practice, she informed me she was doing a “face-lift.” I suppose it was the 1970’s answer to plastic surgery,… Read More Not Plastic Surgery, But Cardiac {Lent Day #37}
Those are the kids of words that John Piper always uses when talking about how, in new birth and regeneration, we are now able to view and treasure Christ. I’ve never read Desiring God (I know, I know…), but I’ve heard him speak plenty of times, and I’m reading a book of his right now… Read More Seeing and Savoring Supremely {Lent Day #31}
Kory was away skiing all day yesterday. The Monday ski school group had an extra chaperone pass and offered to let him use it. He wasn’t home yet when the mail arrived and in it was a letter from one of the two schools we hadn’t heard from yet regarding acceptance and admission. I texted… Read More College, Control, and Cash {Lent Day #29}
The tree was for displaying words, images, and phrases depicting who God is. There was another board upon which we pinned words that describe who we are ~ in Him. It was a retreat for women ~ from my church and Vita Nova, a church that was planted from ours several years ago, and it… Read More Idol Smashing & Sweet Rewards {Lent Day #28}
My night stand drawers are full of special notes and keepsakes. It is so hard for me to throw away things handwritten and meant especially for me. There are several notes that look like these, and I treasure them greatly. They are from my kids and have usually been found on my pillow around bedtime.… Read More More “I’m Sorry” {Lent Day # 22}