A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
Frail stems, tender leaves and blossoms outlast the storm.
How does the fragile petal cling so tight when the wind blows branches down nearby?
Things that are growing often remain.
The storm will blow, pull away the excess, the shadow and the c…
Lanky Reggie with very short pants
Revealed non-matching socks at a glance
One very light blue
One greenish in hue
Matching stripes in his shirt, not by chance.
“Why do you wear clothes like that?”
“You don’t live where we live, so you can’t play with us.”
“You’re not very pretty.”
“You’re so fat.”
Stinging words from children. A friend posted on facebook yesterday that a child had used words like…
Tears come in the wake of grace.
I heard the words so softly at first. They didn’t penetrate, because I didn’t know I was was in need. I was simply answering a call.
“Can you come? We’d love to hear you again.”
When asked what the theme fo…
MOPS. Mothers Of PreSchoolers. It starts tomorrow at our church and I am helping start it. I’ve checked off, and am still checking off, oodles of important things on my list. I have been sewing, I’ve made phone calls, I’ve answered texts and emails,…
A Spaniard named Cristóbal Bellatin,
Had bones that were bendy like gelatin.
He slouched when he walked,
He slurred when he talked,
And he longed for a nice exoskeleton.
The road never slips out from underneath.
It only refuses to wind with our emotions.
The way never gets lost.
It is faithful regardless of our sense of direction.
The truth never becomes muddled or gray.
It is steadfast and we are p…
Just got home from taking the boys to school and getting some groceries. Adventures never cease and this morning was going so smoothly until…
Aron and I had a little difference of opinion that tempted and compelled him to disobey which resulted in…
When Wendy said “yes” to dear Walter
She was quick to make sure he didn’t falter
She said “Dear, by and large
I will be in charge!”
So he left her alone at the alter.
I sat in church Sunday morning in Michigan, watching a video of work being done in Haiti, work I wasn’t there to do, work I seemingly had little to do with. As I heard the songs I remembered my brother calling me and asking for some suggestions for mus…