And a Grace-filled New Year
I keep telling my family I feel a little surreal, and they are getting tired of it. I do feel a little surreal, though. My thoughts are ranging far and…
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January 1, 2020
Perfect Through His Glory
My morning routine includes curling up in my pajamas with a blanket, a cup of hot coffee, and my Bible and paging through passages until I find something that inspires…
December 19, 2019
“You have listened to fears, Child…”
You have listened to fears, Child... ~Aslan in Prince Caspian You spend days asking yourself if this unrest is My will for you. If I’ve left you here to shrivel…
November 18, 2019
Unedited
I'm reading C. S. Lewis's A Grief Observed right now. It's a collection from his personal journal, written in the weeks following the death of his wife. In honor of…
November 3, 2019
Still Searching for Rhythm
Once upon a time my sister jokingly said that my coping mechanism is to write when I’m feeling depressed and put a positive spin on it and then I feel better. I said that I guessed I should write something that wasn’t positive, just for fun sometime...
September 15, 2019
5 Reasons Why (I Love Being Mennonite)
In a world of snarky bloggers, I choose not to snark. There are plenty of blog posts pointing out the short-comings of the Mennonite world, and there are plenty of…
August 31, 2019
How to Say Goodbye
Summer is leaving. I know according to the calendar we have a month yet, but summer as summer is waving goodbye. How do I know? As I sit on the…
August 22, 2019
To the “Bad” Mom
I see you there… You’re the bad mom. You’re the one that nurses talk about in hushed tones. You’re the one nursing students talk about with anger in the cafeteria.…
August 6, 2019
Broken
Kintsugi is an art form that has been practiced by Japanese for centuries. It takes broken pottery and mends it with gold to restore its beauty... God takes those who are broken and mends them with gold. He makes our scars a thing of art, as they do in the East.
July 16, 2019
Not Out of the Woods
I wrote this last night, somewhere on a mountainside in northern PA. The fireflies lit up the dark forest like light bulbs, brighter than I have ever seen them, as I wrote…
July 6, 2019