The Story’s in the Growth
This week, I went for my daily walk and saw my husband had pulled a chair over to our creek. It moved me to picture my better half, of almost nine years, sitting there and being still. With my three-month-old
Can’t See Eden for the Fall
My best friend and I stood in the perennial bed in front of her river cottage, looking out over her farm. Ducks waddled and honked as they splashed in the baby pool. The black mare twitched her tail while grazing
The Eternity of Daffodils
This week, my five-year-old daughter overheard that two of my in-laws’ puppies died during birth. My daughter is a sensitive soul, and this news greatly disturbed her. But not for the reason you might expect. She wondered if they were going
God’s Eye Is on the Sparrow…and on the Pups
My hubby and I are on puppy duty, since my in-laws are doing missionary work in India. One of their cocker spaniel females, Emma, was scheduled to give birth this week, so we started watching her for any signs of
God’s Perspective on Pain
After I received the email, I walked outside in the pulsing dark. I went halfway down the driveway and lay on the asphalt. I could feel the warmth, from the day’s relentless sun, radiating against my back. The night sky
Hope Springs Eternal
Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never is, but always to be blessed: The soul, uneasy and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come. – Alexander Pope, An Essay on Man My parents flew in from Tennessee on Friday. After I tucked my girls in bed, I pushed open the door to step out on the porch when I heard my mom say into her
Can’t See The Pine Cones For The Logged Trees
Covered with an awning to protect her from the unseasonably warm sun, my three-year-old sat inside the stroller like a mini Queen of Sheba. She wanted to know what the yellow thing was in the field (a combine) or the
What God Taught Me Through a Chicken Coop
I still do not entirely comprehend how our souls will one day pass from life to death and life again. But I do know that this life I love—with its exquisite everyday occurrences: cuddling my daughters in bed in the morning,
Until We Feel The Warmth Again
My husband comes outside as I’m trying to put my fitful heart into words. He munches on a piece of dark chocolate, his work boots in hand. “That’s funny." He smiles. "It’s 41 degrees, and you’re sitting out here with a
The Outcast Now A Bestseller!
As you know from my post, The Truth Behind Book Signings, the author life is not always easy. This past week, however, something happened. I don't know if the social media galaxies aligned, or if all those midnight, let-me-pay-back-my-advance prayers went