Wrestling with Beauty and Loss

Wrestling with Beauty and Loss

Two weeks ago I stood in cool grass next to a three hundred foot waterfall that tumbled over rocks and streams until it reached the opening of the lake in front of me. As I stood filtering water into the bottles at my feet, I sung out hymns to the artist who had...

Waiting for Eternity

Waiting for Eternity

I’ve been thinking a lot about time. It’s probably hard not to nowadays. When the days slip by in the monotony of a pandemic, we have nothing else to do but carve out their worth with numbers. Five months since it started, four weeks since we went on a trip, two weeks...

My Amateur Memory Grid

My Amateur Memory Grid

This year I made the goal to memorize bigger chunks of Scripture. First I started with Psalm 16, following my usual method of repeated repetition. But after diving deeper into research about memory in the Medieval Age, I decided to try a different tactic for my next...

Is it Really True?

Is it Really True?

This past weekend two already-exhausted parents loaded up our car with camping gear, three kids,  and an eighty-pound goldendoodle. Our silver Impala merged onto the interstate and left behind reality as we ventured towards the expanse of the national forest. There...

Find Someone Else!

Find Someone Else!

This week we finally got our garden planted. We’ve always had a garden since we moved into this house. Each year we push our giant tiller out to the back of our property and prepare the ground for whatever seeds I’ve become excited about. Each year I plant with hope-...

Two truths for the What-ifs

Two truths for the What-ifs

These days it might be hard not to find yourself afraid. The unknowns, maybe’s, and what-ifs sneak into our minds and prop up their feet. Fear. It’s a feeling that, regardless of a pandemic, often pops into our minds until we can drown it out with a TV show or the...

Enough About Me Review

Enough About Me Review

(I was happy to receive a free copy of Jen Oshman's Enough About Me: Finding Lasting Joy in the Age of Self.  This review is based upon my own thoughts and opinions. Photo by Crossway) “You are inspired by nature’s beauty. You care for your hair. You want hair that is...

The Cherry Bed

The Cherry Bed

I. The sweet scent of wood shavings filled the shop while rough timbers planed smooth into boards. Cut, Glue, Nail, Repeat. Two eager kids dreaming of no more goodbyes. 84 days and counting until forever.    II. Perhaps we made it too small. Too many noises pass...

Helpless

Helpless

It’s hard to feel helpless. As news swirls around us each day updating us with the latest restrictions or guidelines, perhaps we all might feel that way. After all- isn’t one of our main tasks right now- to stay put? As a doer who loves to go and go, the directive feels especially binding.

There are still many ways we can and should actively encourage our family in Christ and neighbors in the world- through texts, phone calls, delivering groceries, medicine, or meals, etc.. Yet for the large part, as the whole world stops in an unprecedented way- we find ourselves left with only our prayers.

Only prayers? Perhaps you’ve heard yourself say those words too.

Must Writers Write?

Must Writers Write?

    “Writers write.” It’s a phrase I’ve heard countless times since venturing into the world of writing. I’m not one for putting too much stock in labels, yet each time I hear the phrase, guilt sets in.  If true writers will find opportunities to get their...

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