In the midst of my preparation for our Advent Journey, I have revisited Barbara Brown Taylor’s Learning to Walk in the Dark. This morning, she reminded me: “By day, I am a servant of the urgent. Nothing important has a chance with me. I am too consumed with the things that must be done to …
Now that we are settling in to our new house, there has been more than once where I have looked at Sam or he has looked at me and we have asked, “How did that make the moving box?” It wasn’t something we needed or intended to move with us. It was something that was …
Recently, our two-year-old has been saying, “I give you heart,” when anyone in the family is hurt. She runs over to that person and offers a kiss and then this phrase. At first, I thought she was saying “I give you hugs,” but as I listened more closely, I realized she was making a connection …
Last week, I found myself moving slowly on 1-26, a familiar experience for me. Usually I can turn up the kids playlist or podcast and remind myself that this is a moment and invitation to slow down and look around. Last week, I wasn’t in the mood to slow down or look around. I just …
I know that the season is changing in South Carolina when the skies start to change. We head to school in the rising sun and the play outside until the sun begins to set. It may sound routine, but the colors in the October skies are anything but routine. They are stop-you-in-your-track kind of skies. …
Early this week, I recounted running out of gas for the first time in my life. What I didn’t explain was that it’s not surprising it happened. I run on fumes quite often. I push past the lit-up E trying to tell me to stop and take time to refuel. I push my engine to …
Yesterday, as we were headed home after carpool, I ran out of gas on the side of Highway 521. In my 20 years of driving, I have never had this happen before. My plan was to do carpool pick up and then get gas. We were really close. Just one stoplight away when we ran …
Over the past year, I have been on a journey to analyze and to resist the hustle of a capitalistic society. I have tried to keep track of my learning and my reading here in this space so that I can remember the revelations that occurred when I started asking, “Why?” And then, I hit …
Today marks the first day of preschool for our two-year-old! She went to a drop-in nursery before the pandemic, but I wonder if she remembers any of it. Isn’t it strange to realize that things that used to be so much a part of our daily routine aren’t anymore? It’s these realizations that make us …
Our five-year-old and two-year-old are right at that age where they are asking questions like, “But whose castle is the best?” Or “Who won the race?” Underlying these questions is their desire that they matter. They want to know what is required for being worthwhile. In our capitalistic, hustle-driven society it would be easy to …
