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the last day of summer vacation

i’m trying not to complain. trying to keep it close and finish the summer well. but self-care is real.  introverts are real. and one person caring for three people everyday for three months is a draining occupation. i’m past entering in. i’m past getting myself […]

in and of itself

i’m hoping to make a sacrifice, i’m hoping to make some time. distractions abound and i find myself racing towards them.  thankful lists compiling activity and people fall short of the kind of gratitude i’m lacking as of late. but i’m not so sure i […]

i don’t know if there are harps in heaven

when winter was done, truly over, i noticed that i had an odd reaction to the signs of summer. every budding summer tree made me see autumn.  after freezing pipes and days we couldn’t step out the front door, the sight of the progression back […]

after a while we took in the clothes

that damp on the arms of hanging clothes on the line. it is clean. the breeze that lifts that damp and the sun that dries it. a light-filled room if ever there was one. these days my moments are like laundered shirts, damp and clean, hung […]

a word is worth a thousand pictures

i heard good things today. richard foster praised silence for writers.  bret lott shared that we will never master writing because it is filled with self-doubt and loneliness.  anne lamott said that writing takes much longer than you think it will and remains a struggle […]

tune my heart

it was a gas station.  we’d driven hours with three kids close and now one of them had to use the bathroom. joshua was pumping gas and i thought i’d just send her in by herself.  i wanted to be done. i didn’t want to […]

the truth doesn’t like to be quiet

abe lincoln said that by age 40 we all get the face we deserve. and yes, youth certainly covers a multitude of sins.  a bit like the chlorophyll that colors the new green of spring and the lush of summer. the young, so lovely, with […]

too few octobers

i have realized that i am short on time. these limited hours in a day are full.  there is a house to straighten and that book i want to write and those books i want to read and those other things i said i would write and […]

your life on the scale

The Lord hates dishonest scales,     but he is pleased with honest weights. ~ Proverbs 11:1 i remember when i got that this verse wasn’t about weights and scales.  i was sitting in my parent’s backyard at their picnic table.  my mother’s garden is the literal well-watered garden. […]

over-realized eschatology

(this post was inspired by a friend that i get to spend time with this weekend…thankful for time to slow down…) the firefly slow cruises by, heavy with light.  the woods are dark and deep.  pinpoints of yellow blink and fade.  i’m sitting on the […]