For when your words get stuck

I want to speak but my words get stuck, caught in my throat and I can’t get out the words. I want to ask so – how is your spiritual life? What about Jesus? I want to know, to speak, to share what Jesus means to me, how much life I have been given and am receiving, and...

The One Thing Certain

It’s that time of week again: Five Minute Friday! From the GypsyMama’s website, here are the instructions: Got five minutes? Let’s write. Let’s write in shades of real and brave and unscripted. Let’s just write and not worry if it’s just right or not. 1....

Come and See

He kept asking me to come look and see, at least every 30 seconds or so. The energetic boy, full of nearly eight years of wonder, was a bit down because of fever and sore throat. He saw a map drawing that big sister had made, which inspired him to create his own. He...

Message of the Hyacinth, Part Two

I felt dense. On Monday I wrote about how a tiny little hyacinth plant filled the room with its sweet perfume. One commenter noted, innocuously enough, that the post reminded her of the passage from John 12, where the woman breaks open her jar of expensive perfume and...

The Storm on Sunday

Is that snow? At first glance I thought– snow?? But no, it was a mess of icy hail we walked through when leaving church on Sunday morning. The hailstorm that dropped from the sky left a blanket of white icy beads all over the ground, coating everything. ...

Nothing is too big

Linking up with Ann Voskamp on the theme of “Letting Go” at Walk with Him Wednesdays…. Just yesterday, we watch the little bird bounce through the air. The little creature flies right in front of us, bobbing up and down. His eyes get big, and he...