Thoughts on a Friday
I can truthfully attest to you that busyness is the thief of creativity. For those of us who feel the tug to express His glories through some type of inspired…
I can truthfully attest to you that busyness is the thief of creativity. For those of us who feel the tug to express His glories through some type of inspired…
It's Monday, and I'm a mom who just moved, and I've had mountains to settle, and I feel compelled today to live the unhurried life. I've written on this before,…
It sounds so simple when you say it in a sentence. "Oh we moved here, and we moved there, and we took this job, and we closed that door, and…
Rather than saying goodbye and separating ourselves from a church family we love, we're saying see ya soon and deciding to be sisters. We will have a kin church down…
My daughter's last day at dance is tonight. And my oldest two will sit under their current piano teacher one last time tomorrow. And they will bid goodbye to classmates…
All of us just want our faces cupped. All of us. The young child just stumbling into their own blossom. The man in a suit with a corner office balancing…
I'm sitting here before sunup on a Saturday. It's dark and my mind is muddled by sleep and I'm peering into the day and seeing a pouring. Mama here doesn't…
There's a fog that seems to fall on Mondays. The weekend offers us somewhat of a reprieve, making room for a little more rest....like a break in the clouds. But…
Every time you read to your child you're lighting a candle. I had always known that words were my cushion and passion and breath, but I had no idea the…
Women are cultivators. No matter the occupation or lack there of, no matter the political leaning or preferences, no matter the background or bent, women are a wonder of ability…