Going the Distance
Barn swallows are writing invisible calligraphy in the azure sky, and the unglaciered hills in the distance are brilliant, summer green. Hummingbirds are sipping nectar from the purple flower baskets hanging from the eaves. An abandoned windmill, in the next
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
Walking Into a New Year, Side By Side
My mom and I sat on rockers on her and my dad’s front porch, listening to the wet-weather creek rushing by in the darkness. The stars were so clear, it was as if I was no longer near-sighted. Around the
My Publishing Faux Pas & What It Taught Me
I spent the day prior to that evening’s email sending out endorsement requests for my novel, The Alliance, releasing this spring. For anyone not in the publishing field, this is akin to having one of those “I’m not wearing pants”
Peace Comes From Within
"You will keep in perfect peace him whose mind is steadfast, because he trusts in you." ~Isaiah 26:3
A Gift, Restored
It started out, as in all things in this present age, with a YouTube video. I was folding a pile of whites when my husband beckoned me over to his computer and said, “I’d like to do this one day.” A
The Ones Who Make It Home
Last night, I was sitting in the field beside our house. The hay had just been cut and rolled into bales. The clouds were dark and rippling behind the tree tops; fireflies floated above the shorn grass. My dog was beside
Just As You Are
In the car, I read from the Bible, merely because I felt like I needed some biblical refreshment before I duct-taped my husband to the driver’s seat. Ten minutes later, I breathed deep, looked over, and said, “It would have all
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,