#192-208

Heavy winds of late are whipping tree limbs and pushing grass down, and the cold air feels more like fall than spring. When outdoors, I bend my head low to shield my face. I’m glad that certain delicate flowers are late in blooming, otherwise they’d have...

Five Minute Friday: Deep Breath

(This is from Lisa-Jo, Gypsy Mama’s website– the Five Minute Friday Writing Prompt. I love it, because today five minutes is about all I’ve got!): “So, here’s the skinny: I’ve been thinking about writing and how often our perfectionism gets in...

Abounding and #173-191

Because of our traveling over the weekend, we visited another church in another town. The pastor of this church gave the platform to his wife to speak, and she spoke on the topic of mothers and mothering. I love this video clip she shared with the congregation:...

Making a Whole

It’s Monday, I’m standing in my kitchen with the blue counters, and I spill out the day-old coffee. It’s a shame no one finished it. I look around and survey the other remains of the weekend—the dishes and cups stacked high in the sink,  and a fruit bowl,...

Of Storms and #156-172

Keeping a record of thankfulness is a chronicle of more than just thank-you’s. It’s a record of days and memories. It’s a remembrance of deep gratitude to a God who gives me one more day to enjoy His mercy and grace. I can’t believe how much...