Category: Faith

  • The Picture Window

    Before I became a mother, I worked full-time as a lawyer.  A litigator.  Going to court and taking depositions involves a certain amount of stress, although for the record being a mother is by far the more difficult job.  During my time litigating, I kept a picture in my desk drawer that I had torn…

  • Refine Me.

    When my sisters and I were little girls, growing up on the shore of Lake Michigan, we collected beach glass. It was everywhere back then.  As children we spent nearly every day of the summer on the beach and we would carry beach glass home in our pockets and plastic beach pails and clasped tightly in our sand…

  • Between the “I” and the “Do”

    Eight years ago today, on a cold January evening in a candlelit church, I stood, face beneath a veil, and pledged forever.  His eyes locked with mine and he was all wobbly-kneed and he promised forever in return. We were positively certain.   We said “I do,” not really knowing what would be the nit and…

  • East of Eden

    There was a cold wet wind tonight.  Biting.  I wrapped him in a quilt, thick with flannel and a grandmother’s love.  His hat was wool and his coat too, but still I held him tight against my body before walking out into that biting night air.  I remember how one year ago he was protected and…

  • Through the Roof

    The day is stifling hot. How he wants to stay in the shade and be left alone, here in his house. What hope is there for him beyond his own front door? Hope. His hand drops to the dry earth beside his mat. Dust is caked into the wrinkles of his time-worn hands. He rolls…

  • Those eyes.

    Those eyes.  They will want to know someday. About our God.  About who He is.  Where He is.  Just look.  They are already full of questions-those eyes. I had better know.  I had better search far and long and deep.  The furthest stone?  I will turn it.  I will turn it for him. I will give…

  • The Harvest

    This is a lengthy post, but it contains important information on the future of this blog and future plans for our family, so I thank you for sticking with me until the end. * * * * * * * I heard a wonderful sermon this morning and it spoke right to my heart. Don’t…

  • Just Write.

    Today, instead of deciding what to write and whether it’s interesting enough or whether I have a picture to make it pretty enough, I am just going to write. Baby is napping, I’ve reheated this morning’s coffee and if I don’t hit the keys on the keyboard too loudly I will probably have a good…

  • The Whisper-Seekers

    I am waiting on a whisper. I have come to a fork in the road. A “good one.” A challenging one. But today I feel tired from it. Wondering, back and forth, which way to go. Today I am sitting at the side of the road waiting on the Lord to reveal his plan. It…

  • Dear Wynn {The Birdhouse}

    Dear Wynn, I carried you in my heart for many years before I carried you inside my body, and now, in my arms. While you were in my heart, sweet boy, I talked to Jesus often. I prayed that he would send you down from heaven so that you could be my darling babe. And…