George MacDonald and the Quest for Scottish Oatcakes
Books

George MacDonald and the Quest for Scottish Oatcakes

Three years ago, I interviewed Michael Phillips about his lifework of reintroducing George MacDonald’s writings to the world. Naturally, thinking and writing on the topic made me homesick for the familiar stories, and so I began to reread. While curled up in my Jerusalem home, vicariously roaming the hills of Scotland, I noticed that everyone…

The Circle of Homemaking
Home

The Circle of Homemaking

“What do you want to be when you grow up?” It’s a question most children hear at some point during their growing-up years. My plan wasn’t much, by some standards. I just wanted to be a wife, a stay-at-home mother, and by extension, a full-time homemaker. Making a home isn’t just the “career” I happened to…

Guilt vs. Grace
Inspirational

Guilt vs. Grace

Earlier this year I was struggling with guilt. I mean, really struggling.  Nearly every day there was some sort of failure in my life, something I wished I’d done better, some area I didn’t measure up to my own standard. I got impatient with my toddler. I didn’t keep the toys picked up. I let…

A Taste of Holiday Cheer

A Taste of Holiday Cheer

‘Tis the season for twinkle lights, Christmas carols, and menu items that only make an appearance around the holidays. There’s something about food that’s extra special. It has a way of making itself the heart of favorite traditions. And traditions are the thing that helps to keep growing families close through time, change and miles. For many…

My Own Kitchen Window

My Own Kitchen Window

My kitchen window isn’t very big and it’s nothing fancy. Just a little kitchen window above my sink with some pretty fabric draped across the top. But it is my kitchen window. The one my dear husband put in just for me.

When we first got married I became homesick for everything familiar that I had left behind; for the view from my mom’s kitchen window. I had a lot to learn about life and love along with some growing up to do.

The Perfect Cuppa

The Perfect Cuppa

My day just isn’t complete without a cup of tea. Okay—several cups of tea. Well, let’s just go ahead and make it several pots of tea. I pretty much drink it all day long. There’s the morning charge of Yorkshire Tea in my darling brown betty pot. Then the mid-morning elevenses of white or green,…

Eating Religion for Dinner

It’s a prime buzz phrase of our generation, and a perspective shared by atheists and believers alike.  Assert the statement, “I hate religion” and you’re sure to gain a following. The outcry is sincere, and the concerns are valid. A spirit of religion is plain mean. Antagonistic to freedom, and anti-relational in its nature, religion…

The End.

The End.