Come with me friend, I’ll motion and sign. I’ll walk slow and if you need to stop I’ll take the time.
Growing up in Roseburg, Oregon in 1989, all the cool kids shopped at the Gap store in Eugene. It's an hour drive. And on some weekends, when I got to go shopping with my friends we would all plan to shop at the Gap and eat at Cinnabon. The aroma of those heavy, buttery, sweet… Continue reading How to cultivate an appetite for Jesus
Yesterday being Mother's Day, me being a mom and a having a mom and knowing moms and women who long to be moms and/or grieve the loss of their children, it was a day full of thoughts turned prayers.Yesterday also being the last Sunday in a series on marriage at my church, and me being… Continue reading thoughts from a Mother’s Day Sunday
This past Sunday I stood in a high school theatre with dozens of people I don't know looking up at the screen where the band was projecting the words to the songs we were singing to God:You're never gonna letNever gonna let me downYou're never gonna letNever gonna let me downWhen I get to church,… Continue reading Let Down by God?
As of today I'm 42. Today is a mixed bag of emotions. The day started at 5:30 AM, which is an hour and a half sleep-in compared to the 4 AM wake up call on workdays. The baby goats are being separated from their mom's at night to begin the weaning process, so when I… Continue reading Mixed feelings on 42.
(Old pic, boys have grown a lot in a couple years.)Here it is approaching midnight. I so wanted to sit down and write out some thoughts from today earlier but a neighbor popping in, a child wanting to play cards, a husband not feeling well and soap to be made stood in my way.So, here… Continue reading Love. Suffering. And the Heart-Stream Turner.
So daily life is full and prayer is taking on a much greater importance and dedicated time slot in my life. (Thank God!!) There's also the dairy-goat life and staying in touch with good friends. This week a neighbor asked me if I'd like to join her weekly for prayer and Bible study. We got… Continue reading You should really try this!
Moses in his mothers arms' by Simeon Solomon (1840-1905) *This post was originally written in 2014. I've been thinking a lot about my sons and my prayers for them... this post came to mind. * What do you do as a mom when you know your child grows up under the influence of authorities in… Continue reading Do you know Jochebed?
(The first year that he's taller than the tree. Tummy flop.)I have a lot on my mind. A lot of people and circumstances. I was climbing the stairs earlier, attempting to just carry on with my "normal" daily activities and the weight of all these cares brought me to my knees right there. I had… Continue reading Casting Cares
(Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son Ryland)It started at 1:30 AM, Thursday. I can't do math in my sleep-deprived brain at this point, but in however many hours it's been since 1:30 AM Thursday, I've had a couple hours of sleep. My husband has had less. Not good.My husband was called out to investigate a messy… Continue reading God is not Dr. Crabby Pants
Twas the night before my first night shift in postpartum in years and I'm trying not to think about it. As I was driving earlier today, trying to sort out my thoughts and the knot in my stomach and that queasy feeling, it hit me, "All those rules you need to remember, they hang on… Continue reading The night before the night shift
