Gravity & Grief

The past year has been a year for grief. I think I’ve already shared that’s actually a big part of why I hadn’t been blogging–I’ve felt like I’m doing well just to drag air in and out of my lungs. It’s exhausting, and it feels...

Seeing and Being Seen

So far this year, I’ve read my way through a large portion of fan fiction.com’s Pride & Prejudice fan fiction (as well as some other sites like Dwiggie.com). I love that story. Lately, I feel like I need the daily reminder that people can change. This...

An Unbroken Line of Brokenness

I’ve been thinking a lot about generational junk and how unavoidable the whole thing is–that whole God will be able to “count the sins” of the father down through the generations. It’s made me wonder what it was like for Adam & Eve...

A Good Lens

Glasses are a pretty amazing thing. Being able to see is pretty amazing. My sweet darling daughter has strabismus. When she was 3 my husband and I had both noticed that she seemed to have trouble focusing. Through an incredibly providential set of...

The Life of a Victim

Today I looked out the window and I saw a tree. A deformed gnome, squatting and scraggly. It’s been growing too close to a building. The tree didn’t choose to be planted there. The tree didn’t choose to have the sun blocked out for much of the day....

An Automatic U-turn

This morning in my Bible study (I’m working back through Beth Moore’s Esther study right now) I found that I’d written this under one of the session guides (not sure if it’s a direct quote or idea quote): “We can never fret our way to...
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