Gaining a heart of wisdom
It's a common experience: the brain goes in search of a word that just will not materialize. Finally, eventually, the elusive word does come, even if it takes a thesaurus to prime the pump, and we rejoice because in conversation and in writing, finding and savoring the just-right-word to frame a thought is supremely satisfying.… Continue reading When Words Fail: Living and Lamenting through Dementia
Life Together gets messy. People stand in our way at the kitchen counter and leave toothpaste in the bathroom sink. Mired in the muggy heat of July, we mess up each other's routines and call one another at inconvenient moments. And yet, the truth is that we need each other. We need the jolt that… Continue reading Musings: July 2018
There's a reason why, In the architecture of Your perfect poetry, You ordained that this foundation of a phrase Should bear repeating: "The Lord of hosts is with us; The God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah" (Psalm 46:7 and 11) Pausing at Your command to reflect on words that should stop me in my tracks everyday (but, often enough, do… Continue reading Summer Selah
"Hey, Mum, a bunch of the kids are going to Moody's for pie after rehearsal. Okay if I go?" One prerogative of motherhood is to meet every question with more questions: Who's going? Who's driving? Are you going anywhere afterward? Can you remember to let me know if your location changes? This has become a… Continue reading Parenting Rooted in Orthodoxy
Encased in a body that you recognize in the mirror, your soul is the "you" that's always been there peering back from your reflection. It's the part of you that infuses all the roles you play (parent, spouse, friend, leader, employee), and it's what makes those roles uniquely yours. Your soul is the place where… Continue reading Leadership Lessons from the Soul of Moses
I did not set out to live at the same address for 25 years, and, technically, I suppose my deep roots in this country hill may disqualify me from reviewing a book entitled Born to Wander: Recovering the Value of Our Pilgrim Identity. At the outset, I actually thought I had been born to wander,… Continue reading Reclaiming Our Pilgrim Identity
My favorite hoe was a gift from a friend. Its blade is just the right size for scooping up the dirt to support a growing plant or for upending the roots of pesky weeds. While it's making a difference in the lay of the land and the weed-to-wanted-plant-ratio in my garden, its familiar feel in… Continue reading Musings: June 2018
It's the terminal milestone on the parenting journey: "I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth." III John 4 Even so, there are a good many ways of measuring its achievement. It's what we aim for and pray for, but how do we know that are children have made the leap from… Continue reading The Beauty of Sacrifice and the Joy of Giving
I shut off the mower's whirring blades, removed my hearing protection, and there it was: the splash and whoosh of the Atlantic Ocean, always restless, continually wearing away the granite at the bottom of the embankment in the back yard where I had been mowing. Clouds above were heavy with rain; therefore, sunset would come… Continue reading A Praying Life
I can remember when I used to be an advocate for early demise. My fondest hope was to fulfill the biblical quotient for old age as well as I could, and then to exit stage left with as little drama as possible to make room for the next wave. Then I became a mother, and… Continue reading Leaning into the Risk of Motherhood
Living Our Days 