On Monday morning the kids and I created an advent garland. Sure, we were a week into Advent, and yes, it had taken me that entire week to wrap my mind around this project after reading a tutorial over at Five In Tow. All I wanted was something to help the four year old count […]
Sand: thoughts on change and how we grow
To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour. – William Blake My heart has been broken a dozen times this evening; broken, restored, broken again. The heavy things of life laid anchor, pulling my self-ship to […]
Morning Thoughts: Christ and Humanity
I am up early with my girls today. One wakens with the after-affects of a bloody nose spread across her skin, the other wakens with a belly full of giggles. We bathe, share bananas, and I brew a cup of coffee – a real treat, something I don’t usually get to consume. The sunrise is […]
The Writer Climbing
We hiked our favorite trail today before the sun arched high in the sky, and I remembered a hike we’d taken when Eddie was still an infant. It had felt like such a milestone then, to be out there on my own with five children. Now there are six, and somehow six seems easier than five. Today I had […]
The Writer Emerging
Emerge: move out of or away from something, and come into view. It was a day in May in Oklahoma, and 30 years had passed since shame had silenced her tongue. A mama now, that girl from long ago was lifting the window to listen to her children play in the spring-green field behind her […]
Home (Oklahoma)
In Oklahoma there were no gutters on the eaves. The rain poured down the roofline and in sheets made deep trenches into the hard, red mud. The grass only sometimes grew over the trench, but when it did, we would forget the dip and twist our ankles as we stepped from the porch. The mud […]
Himself a Lover of the Beautiful
I have been dusting off the covers of old religious books, many of which are underlined and marked by the pen of my husband’s great-grandfather. Education, a small volume by Ellen White, has proved to be a good companion to the reading I have been doing already in Charlotte Mason’s Ourselves. I’ve been surprised by how well they […]