a planted life | learning to love
Photo by Serkan Bayraktar on Pexels.com Eugene Peterson's A Long Obedience In The Same Direction, is a favorite of mine. The title has served as sort of mantra for me over the years. But today, thinking and talking to God as I do my errands, it hit me that a better motto for my life... Continue Reading →
A couple weeks ago, while listening to Wendell Berry, I decided to stop waiting for the ideal situation and start planting a garden. I’ve realized something about myself since that day. I like to do simple things. Tasks that require hands on practice. And not much research or technical skill. Gardening seems like it should... Continue Reading →
I woke up this past Sunday feeling heavy, tired and unmotivated. And honestly, I wake up that way a lot. On the energy scale of Eeyore to Tigger, I'm a notch or two above Eeyore. And my goal when I wake up is to just make it to the coffee pot. There, I usually catch... Continue Reading →
Twelve years ago I ran the PF Chang Rock n' Roll half marathon in Phoenix. I trained for it and felt pretty good till I hit the seventh mile. Mile seven to mile 13.5 felt like my legs were made of lead and my lungs were full of fire. I yelled at myself for that... Continue Reading →
My sister, brother-in-law and their two sons (my precious nephews) live in Redding, CA. This past few days have been traumatic, but thankfully they did not loose their home to the Carr fire. Many of their friends are sifting through ashes of what's left of their homes. It's truly devastating to hear what they are facing.... Continue Reading →
I worked a twelve and half hour day on the acute rehab unit today. Made chili dogs for my sons when I got home and a bowl of sautéed veggies, brown rice and quinoa for myself with a glass of pinot grigo. Worked in my powerpoint presentation for my community health class. And listened to... Continue Reading →
Tomorrow, my youngest son turns 13. His birth came at such a memorable time in my life. It was two days after Christmas and my marriage was in shambles. But God was with me! God with us, who we celebrate at Christmas, was filling me with hope when I should have been in despair. He... Continue Reading →
Today is the 16th anniversary of the September 11th attacks and the 16th anniversary of my first shift as a registered nurse. I think its fitting that today is my first day of "class" in my online RN to BSN program at Grand Canyon University. I completed my virtual classroom with my university counselor, Simon,... Continue Reading →
I don't wake up full of vision and motivation. Actually, what motivates me most is the idea that my french press and single-origin coffee from Guatemala are just minutes away from awaking my senses with it's warm, toasty aroma. And on those days when I get my stiff, puffy-eyed body out of bed and make... Continue Reading →
Photo CreditI've been thinking a lot these last few months about what it means practically to take refuge in God. Refuge isn't a term we use often personally. On a political level we may think of refugees, and the place they go to flee the danger in their homeland as a place of refuge. But... Continue Reading →
Cultivating Faithfulness 