Bitter.

I’ve been thinking a lot about bitterness. I’ve been through seasons that left me bitter. I know you have, too. Sometimes, the season is fleeting. Other times, it becomes a fog that just won’t seem to lift even after the morning sun rises and dries up everything else. I spend most of my days talking… Continue reading Bitter.

Halfway

I scrubbed at the sticky smudge on my screen, annoyed that gloop was gunking up my phone and occluding my gaze. I tried to tally how many popsicles Grey had consumed so far this summer – and how many drips had dropped on all of my things. He and I have been having weekly dates… Continue reading Halfway

Hold On

I looked down at my 6 lb 9 oz baby and was overcome with joy. The baby that we had prayed over and planned for was finally here. As I gazed into his blue eyes, a thought crossed my mind. “What if you accidentally drop him?” This caused me to hug him tighter. “What if… Continue reading Hold On

Better Berries

We walked along the worn path, beaten into a visible line by our beloved cows making their daily rounds over the land. We were taking in the warm sunshine and looking for leaves, bugs, and fish around the pond. There's a magical place behind the water where Grey likes to go "exploring". This day, he… Continue reading Better Berries

Redirection

I packed my heaviest winter coat. I refolded my fleece-lined leggings and threw in another set of thermals. I checked the weather again on my phone, fingers crossed the storm would have dissipated. Alas, another wave of ice and snow would be pouring out soon. Resigned, we made the decision to cancel our trip.  All… Continue reading Redirection

Hidden. Holly. Holy.

We’ve been decking the halls and preparing for the Christmas season. Part of that process has been getting rid of some of the stuff we have accumulated over the course of this year to make room for the tree, gifts, and garland. Of course, it’s also prime time to purge some of the toys the… Continue reading Hidden. Holly. Holy.

Meet Me at the Altar

He twirled me around one last time and said, “Meet me at the altar.” I skipped to my room to await the time when my daddy would walk me down the aisle to meet Ben at the altar. All these years later, I have a much greater respect for the altar. In my 23-year-old mind,… Continue reading Meet Me at the Altar

Slithering Serpents

We are big on going for walks around here. We walk to the pond. We walk to check on the cows. We walk to the mailbox. We walk to visit family. We also discovered that, apart from the educational value our walks have, this exercise also serves to expend some of the energy from our… Continue reading Slithering Serpents

Get Out of the Grave

Staying with the breaking is what produces the blessing. Pastor Steven Furtick said this during one of his sermons I listened to recently. It reminded me that one of my seasons of most intense spiritual growth, and a time that I felt that I finally set roots that will not be shaken, was during the… Continue reading Get Out of the Grave

Coffee Amidst Chaos

There's an unsung hero in our house - our coffee maker. We've got a one year old and a three year old ruling the roost right now (amid quarantine, no less), so coffee plays a huge role for us in this season. We need fuel to have enough energy to keep up with our vibrant… Continue reading Coffee Amidst Chaos