There’s something about summer that makes time stand still. There’s no rushing to school in the early morning. No afternoon push to get homework done. There’s time and space for lingering. Time to stop and watch the turtles as their heads pop out of the pond water. Time to hunt for toads and build toad …
As I watch the posts from parents of end of the school year awards’ days, graduations, and field days, I think about how we are moving into a new season. We are moving from the daily hustle of getting up and getting into school into the summer days filled with camps and new schedules. For …
As we sat outside in the fading sunlight, we discovered that the terrarium that our four-year-old has faithfully been watering had sprouted grass! I have to admit I was convinced with the way we had left it out in heavy rains and had twisted and turned it, there wasn’t much of a chance for anything …
As part of the children’s church, our four-year-old brought home a cup of soil where they had planted a seed. The lesson had been about planting seeds of love and kindness and how important that was in bringing about new life and hope in people’s lives. The idea was that we could be the sunlight …
Last week, I decided to take some time to bake cookies. Baking is something that calms me and brings me back to waiting and watching for something new to be created; a practice that doesn’t come naturally to me. I have been baking my family’s chocolate chip cookies for years and can make that recipe …
In the Fall, we always go apple picking on a Friday afternoon. We go to the same apple orchard, take a picture by the same photo op with the cute measurement, and on the tractors by the barn. We get apple cider and apple donuts, a kind of salute to cooler weather and the beginning …
The clouds have been moving more with the storms rolling through. The cloud cover is so dense, it’s hard to tell whether it’s night or day. It is hard to find the light among the clouds. Even though the storm has passed, still the clouds remain, covering the skies, making me wonder, whether there are …
I love running trails. I love escaping into the solitude and being surrounded by trees watching as critters skitter by. It’s something I discovered about myself in college when I stumbled onto the trail that I wasn’t even sure was a trail. It led around campus and as I followed, I knew there was something …
There’s something brewing below the surface. The clap of thunder the flash of lightning blinding most people, so they can’t see, the undercurrent pulling them dragging them away. There’s something taking root underground. The yellow coating of pollen the wind whipping around redirecting most people so they can’t hear the new life grounding. There’s something …
O Soul, are you weary and troubled? No light in the darkness you see? There’s light for a look at the Savior and life more abundant and free. Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus This hymn has been going nonstop in my mind this week because I am weary. And I know you are too. There’s …
