How Not To Wobble
If I’m standing and I close my eyes, I wobble. It’s a balance thing. It’s about proprioceptors, something medically-multi-syllabic, I dunno. During church, when we’re standing and the pastor says […]
Siren Song
My son had to have emergency surgery recently. He’s fine now, but this isn’t really about that. When I got the call that he needed surgery and had to be […]
In the Caves
I keep thinking about these boys in the cave in Thailand. As news of their rescue filters through each day, I ponder the time they spent in darkness, hopeless and afraid. […]
Questions for Teachers to Consider When Planning
In between organizing my house, running kids to and fro, and writing my own projects, I’m taking lots of time this summer for “teacher in-service.” Curriculum is already pouring in […]
Six Little Words
So many times, I’m halfway through wrestling a problem to the ground before I remember to pray. I am too dependent on my own plan to fix things, my own solution strategy, too determined to pull myself up by the bootstraps and handle this on my own. Often, it is only when I am brought low, defeated, that I remember to look up, to beg for help.
Maintenance Required
Fountains are kind of mysterious, aren’t they? To someone not trained in the pump/electrical situation, there’s this sense of wonder every time water comes spewing up from a pretty little […]
How To Find A Unicorn
It stands to reason, then, that when Community is at its best, it lets us be our Alone Version of ourselves. Not the person we put on for others to see – but the person we are when nobody is looking. And when we let others look: behold the mess, behold the funny, behold the Real, and they respect us and we respect them, Community grows.
Cue rainbow sparkles.
Carried
A few weeks ago, I woke with a pain in my side, most ‘scruciating.* Ever faithful, my husband, Andrew, took me to the doctor. While I cried and whimpered in […]
Of Fiction and Quilts
When I tripped and fell and wrote a novel, I struggled a little to justify it. I had this feeling that fiction was somehow “less than.” It was just a […]