an ordinary girl

an ordinary girl

I sometimes wonder what Mary was doing the moment before the angel entered her life and said, Greetings, favored one! The Lord is with you … (Luke 1:28) I wish I knew whether she was cooking or cleaning or doing something else altogether. Perhaps she was keeping an eye on her little brothers and sisters…

Holidays in Transition

Holidays in Transition

When I was younger, traditions were the most sacred part of any holiday. Mess with one of the things we did every year and the whole holiday felt off kilter. If the evening didn’t culminate with full bellies and jammies in front of Gramma’s roaring fireplace, it just wasn’t Thanksgiving. If we didn’t drive around in the…

In Defense of Rest

In Defense of Rest

This summer I felt the Lord leading me to do something I’ve never done before. Translation: He challenged, and I balked. Story of my life. The task? Something simple, something Scriptural, something like…setting apart a Sabbath. It was summertime, but every time I thought of the upcoming semester, I heard that challenge repeated to take…

Love is Like That

Love is Like That

Our kitchen table was drowning in construction paper, doilies, puffy heart-shaped stickers and contraband glitter.  The children crowded around, hard at work maximizing the sticker-to-paper ratio on their Valentines, and I was hard at work trying not to be stingy about it. Chubby little fingers wrestled with scissors and an unyielding glue bottle and someone…

The End.

The End.