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
Oh my poor bedside table. I think it might just collapse under the weight of the books and journals I've placed there. I used to be more adamant about my "one book at a time" rule, but I've thrown caution to the wind these days. When a book cries out to me from the library… Continue reading a hungry faith
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