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It's later in the evening than I'd like for it to be. Putting words together this far into the night and this close to the next day isn't ideal. Words…
3 Things: Recipes
I don't know how popular a post on cooking will be, but I'm rather over the punch in the gut that the pursuit of popularity ends up being, so I'm…
Christ and Community
I've met with all manner of people this week and I feel like it's saved me. I ate lunch with a friend this very day and I left full, and…
A Sunday and a Season
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…
I Remember
Daddy always put dill on his avocados. Dill and vinegar. And he'd mix them around in a ceramic bowl and stick them with a silver fork and then offer me some.…
A Reading List
I'm up earlier than my body wants to be. If I'm going to tap keys, it has to be done in the wee hours. Otherwise, I'm consumed. There's a soft…
Something New
There are flowers bigger than my face clinging to a hill just outside our home. They're maroon and pink and yellow and fabulous. They sit pretty between the fence and…
The Progression of an Evening
I just started a pot of lentil and sausage soup. It's bubbling all wild and happy on the stove as I mix cornbread. It's dreary and grey and soggy outside,…
Slow
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,…
Filled vs Fraught
This time of year is always filled, or fraught, with all things friends and family. It can be filled.... with gatherings, and fajitas, and gourmet cheese balls, and aunt Ruth's…