Art, Worship, and Jesus
I walked my dog this morning while the dew was still on the grass blades. Though the roses aren't in bloom yet, that old hymn came to mind, the one…
I walked my dog this morning while the dew was still on the grass blades. Though the roses aren't in bloom yet, that old hymn came to mind, the one…
My MawMaw Louise used to iron underwear. Not always, but if she ended up with the time she would iron under garments, and towels too. I remember her scooting around…
There are lilies on my table. They're sitting in a tall glass vase on top of a refurbished European plank of wood. They aren't all opened up on display just…
Holy Week is here and I want to make something of it. I want to read about it, talk about it, share it, undo it, and tie it up on…
A few weeks back, standing in the kitchen after an unravel, the youngest walked up from behind me without my knowing it. Sensing my overwhelm, in his best kindergarten lisp…
He had Green Curry, and my guy had Drunken Noodles, and I had Spicy Basil Chicken as we sat at my long white dining table last weekend. We talked over…
I picked up Peruvian Lilies at the grocer yesterday. (Alstroemeria, if you want to be fancy and use Latin.) Rain poured from low, dark clouds as I loaded my trunk…
In an hour they'll all gather. I wish so badly I could be there to mourn and hug and resolve and remember. Instead, I'm here tending to two boys with…
I'm sitting in the sun seeking the Savior and I don't know if there are better things. There aren't in this moment. The light is streaming in from the window…
It's Sunday and my seat will be empty. That seat there next to the preacher where I stand and raise one hand in worship and slip the other into his…