I sit out on the back deck, feet propped up on the table. The birds are singing, the sun shines warm and I can even smell the scent of the garden. Honeysuckle! It smells like honeysuckle. The other day I had listened to an older podcast. A Kate Bowler podcast from 2018 titled Costly Love,…
When the boys were small as summer approached I would fill outside buckets with sidewalk chalk, bubbles, water balloons, and simple outside activities. We’d often get a tiny pool for the backyard, sprinklers, and water toys. So many summer memories were made in our backyard and driveway. Then they started to outgrow these simple things….
I’ve spent a lot of time journaling in recent weeks, journaling about how I felt angry about what is happening in our world right now. I’d like to think that it is a natural response for many of us as we watch the news. I am angry at the injustice. I am angry about the…
Walking in the door after a late Sunday afternoon walk the boys were chatty and energized. There was playful banter going on and yet I could not engage at that moment. Needing to start dinner I had to turn all my focus to the job at hand. My body is worn out and my brain…
This little light of mineI’m gonna let it shineThis little light of mineI’m gonna let it shineThis little light of mineI’m gonna let it shineLet it shine, let it shine, let it shine Original Credit to Harry Dixon When I hear that song I think of it as a children’s song. One sung in Sunday…
I wake to the sound of rain and a sky filled with grey, in the midst of a Pandemic. Nothing feels beautiful today, not after another restless night. Yet I can’t get these song lyrics out of my head. You make beautiful things….. You make beautiful things out of us ……… Lisa and Michael Gungor…
