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Last night my 4 year old comes into the kitchen where I am making lunches for school the next day. He pulls a stool over to where I am standing, asks if he can help me. I want to tell him no, I’m trying to get this done as quickly as possible. I’m tired, and… Continue reading to be like Mary (thoughts on advent, part 1)
You know that moment when you let yourself grow quiet enough to feel that tug inside of you, that longing to communicate with God. But then, what to say? Sometimes I find myself struggling for the right words. Certainly in prayer there is time for silence, for resting, for listening. I have found these times… Continue reading turning to the prayers of others
There are four words that are saving my life right now. By ‘saving my life’ I just mean helping me to keep turning my soul towards God, again and again. Because I often forget who I am, and what I am. These phrases remind me that I am more than just these skin and bones,… Continue reading these 4 words
Change is in the air. A new school year is here, and this time around I hug both of my boys good-bye before they enter those big doors, backpacks thumping against their little legs. (Is it just me or does the cuteness factor of a 4 year old sky- rocket the second you place a… Continue reading with both hands open
“Many people, myself among them, feel better at the mere sight of a book.” – Jane Smiley My husband says I should get out more. And he's probably right. The wake-up call happened when I broke yet another vacuum by clogging it with all of my hair. "Do you think I have a problem? Am… Continue reading so many books, so little time.
Dear Mommas, How is your summer going? I hope you’ve found yourself laughing a great big belly laugh, have found yourself smiling wider than you have in a while. I hope you’ve put your feet up and lost yourself in a good book. I hope you’ve had a chat with a friend that uplifted and… Continue reading a soulful summer
You know that moment when your day is coming to a close. The sky is edging its way to darkness, the dishwasher is churning (ahh, music to my ears), perhaps a candle has been lit to signify that this, right here, right now, is sacred space. You’ve made it through another day. You take a… Continue reading this one question
