I’ve read that there is a book out there called, “Introverts In The Church: Finding Our Place in an Extroverted Culture.” written by a man named Adam McHugh. I think I should read it. And I say, no, type that already thinking of a quiet time and place to be while reading. Books are my … More To Give
“My sin, not in part, it is nailed to the cross and I bare it no more.”
We’re listening to SELAH sing “When I Survey The Wondrous Cross” and I am blending butter into flour, salt, sugar, and baking powder. The words are memorized but they are revealing something all new and my hands still. From counter to sink, wash. Then towel to drawer, I grab one small heart shaped sticky note and write with purpose,
First monday of summer vacation and she’s down the stairs at 6 and I find her wrapped up in the big chair playing her pet game on my phone. She’s my sleep in girl, but with her first summer freedom she’s up and I can’t help but wonder why. I smile and trace my fingers … More To Listen
This new schedule of early mornings has come to be a blessing to me on so many levels, and yet I feel like I am still rushing… Then Sabbath comes. Sabbath is our special Holy day in our home. Always has been. Although being the Mama, I still wake with the sun to feed the … More Sabbath Rush
Solomon is praying. With hands stretched out and all of Israel his witness, Solomon is praying. His prayer is orderly. At first. Then his thanks begins. Am I still speaking words in order? Where is my thanks? Solomon who stands. No. Solomon, who is God’s chosen king of God’s chosen people, “Kneels down on his … More Solomon’s Hedge
Dear Reader, Today is my first post. Although my brain has been spinning for longer than I can gather, Today I begin words spelled out. This is my personal search. My “to go” place when looking through my history so I can place some order of thought to where I am going. Too … More Searching….