Lessons from the Winged Things
She had a dusty grey crown, brown and black feathers, a puffed tan chest, and old wise eyes. I almost skimmed right passed her at the South Carolina Aquarium. She…
An Early Easter
My feet were the first to hit the floor this morning. Rare, for a Sunday. When your husband is your preacher, he's usually the one who rises earliest on the…
The Remembering
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…
Women
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…
Our Edges
There's a cluster of fire carnations on my table...gold and crimson in a recycled glass jar all bunched together, lighting my life up. The budget doesn't always allow a stop…
Revisiting the Mind
The to-do list to my left is long. I have all the normal items written down of a typical homeschool mother and pastor's wife, but a few extra things have…