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On the Glory of the Clementine, and Noticing

  One of the gifts of having a child whose development moves at a quieter, more deliberate pace than my other babies is that I have more time to notice the miraculous moments of his everyday growth. Today I'm writing at GraceTable about the day Ace learned to feed himself a clementine, and the wonders of being ...

Deeper Story and Midday Connection

Hi Readers! Hi. You remember how we used to talk all the time? And I used to post pretty pictures and tell stories? I miss that. But I'm having an incredible summer of rest and I'm grateful for your patience as I take this break. I told you I'd be breaking in from time to time to share what I have going on around the ...

Sweet Monday Round Up: FOUND release party and a couple of posts you should read today!

Last week I worked hard and slept a little and spent too much time on social media. And all the while some dear friends were planning my beautiful launch party. I didn't have to worry about it one tiny bit. And last night I celebrated. Big time. There were pretty ribbons and strung lights. And there were snacks that ...

Hold on for one more daaaaaay…

How many times did I cry this weekend? Ummmmm. Let me count the ways... There was Friday afternoon when it was almost time to leave for soccer practice and I needed to make a meal for my friend and her family and the way too cold refrigerator (It's broken. Who has time to get it fixed?) froze the LETTUCE. The salad was ...

Good Words for a Monday

  A prayer we prayed (I don't know where it's from) on our church's Epiphany Retreat this past weekend . . .   Turn your face toward us, O God In love, love us with justice, shape us with fire, renew us Turn your face toward us, O God With longing, call us. With redemption, forgive us. With grace, renew ...

The Reflecting God

I’ve been learning about “reflecting.” It’s a counseling term. And my life seems to be filled with counseling terms lately. I sit in the therapist’s office every other week. And I take a lay-counseling course at my church every Sunday afternoon, while filling in the gaps with books and conversations. I’m ...

Our hearts are stone and flesh, all at the same time

Yesterday morning, while our sickish boys were playing with their dad on the carpet of our living room, building Lincoln Log garages for their cars, August suddenly became Concerned. He was standing in his pjs and his little brother was walking past him en route to some other task, when August turned to him with a serious ...