a planted life | learning to love
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 →
I want to be a better writer. I've decided to challenge myself to a series of writing prompts, which I plan to post here. Writing for me is a way to digest life. Reading what others have written is like going out to dinner. Journaling is like making my own meal. Writing publicly on... Continue Reading →
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 →
I did some copying work for my 5th grader's teachers today, and then ate lunch with both my boys. On my way out the building a woman who has worked as a crossing guard there for a long time greeted me and threw in, "All the Christmas madness got to you yet?" My response was,... Continue Reading →
(Pics from last year's Oregon trip)We spent almost the entire day at the new house but never managed to see much of each other. The boys were out on the back half of the acre most of the day either digging for treasure, shooting at ant hills with the BB gun, or chasing each other... Continue Reading →
He leads me... even when I walk thru the dark valley of death... -Psalm 23:2b,4aI just left the city pool where I watched my youngest take his swimming lesson. Two bleacher sets down, my estranged husband sat with my oldest.We've been separated for over a year after 16 years of marriage and 5 years of... Continue Reading →
Tonight I sang, "What can wash away my sins? Nothing but the blood of Jesus. What can make me whole again? Nothing but the blood of Jesus... Oh precious is the flow that makes me white as snow. No other fount I know. Nothing but the blood of Jesus."So much in those words. In times... Continue Reading →
I made You promises a thousand timesI tried to hear from HeavenBut I talked the whole timeI think I made You too smallI never feared You at all NoIf You touched my face would I know You?Looked into my eyes could I behold You?(CHORUS)What do I know of YouWho spoke me into motion?Where have I... Continue Reading →
http://media.imeem.com/m/WioSH6zLkc/aus=false/ The Only Hope - Bebo NormanI want to run, it's my nature to runAnd I want to fight, it's my nature to fightAnd I want to live, but you tell me to dieI have resolved that I'm much better offIn your hands than mineI'm begging you to hold on tightBegging you to hold on... Continue Reading →
Good To Meby Craig MusseauI cry outFor your hand of mercy to heal meI am weakI need your love to free meO Lord, my rockMy strength in weaknessCome rescue me oh LordYou are my hopeYour promise never fails meAnd my desireIs to follow you forever For you are goodFor you are goodFor you are good... Continue Reading →
Cultivating Faithfulness 