Those were the words she sent that immediately brightened this gray and dreary day here in the northwest. The rain started early and is staying late, and my body is slowly recovering from whatever knocked me down and out this weekend. It’s a good kind of day to snuggle up with a mug of tea… Continue reading So very blessed from Jake’s ‘YES’
Category: Hope Spoken
joy in translation
“…The despair of that night was necessary so that, three days later, a reason for hope now, and fullness of joy later, could be offered to all.” Julie Ackerman Link, writing for Our Daily Bread, paraphrased this from John 16:33, and it resonated strongly (not just for the 33!) but in the timing of it,… Continue reading joy in translation
the Christmas boxes
As a military family, we moved a lot. Family and friends learned quickly to pencil us in, or risk whiting out their address books a dozen times or more. Sometimes we’d be given a weight allowance for those moves, and we’d have to spend time estimating how much a bike or a drum set weighed,… Continue reading the Christmas boxes
jotted little notes
Last week I jotted a note that simply said, ‘write the joys.’ It was a reminder to myself, in the midst of a moment in need of the reminding. I often seek to search it out, but that day I realized it’s really much more about just letting it in. The reality is the joys… Continue reading jotted little notes
The Sanctity of Space
Anticipation mixed with a healthy dose of trepidation greeted my heart as I contemplated Charleston. My heart graced with such warm memories of being there with my boys a decade or more ago. Heart memories of family fun; of carriage rides and cobblestone streets, waterfront breezes and military forts, mounds of shrimp and lots of… Continue reading The Sanctity of Space
Finding My 313 