It's a time of joyful anticipation, this season of Advent, but let us not forget the accompanying time of lamenting for so many.

This. A phrase I have repeated many times since this pandemic started as I have awoken, stared at my ceiling and felt a strong kinship to...

Lately the weeds of life have felt especially suffocating. Good thing we have a Master Gardener to help us recognize and destroy them...

I am most able to let down my coronavirus guard and subsequent walls of control when I feel love.

In this terribly difficult time we are living in, I have found hope in viewing my home as a "cleft in the rock" where I am protected by God.

I want you to all hear me. It is ok to be afraid. It is ok to be real. Let's connect on this and find hope together.

It sure has been a while. I wish I could say that I have been writing the book I’ve dreamed of writing, but I have not. Instead, I have...

The lotus flower is an ancient symbol of creation and rebirth. It is also a symbol of the sun. Its pure spotless petals close and sink...

My first post, Right Hand Work: Why I am Here, went into detail as to what prompted me to start this blog. The same hard circumstances...

The manager arrived, started correcting my gift card purchase and the lady behind me spoke up, “Hey, why did you get rid of all of the...

I carefully made that dough, but didn’t get to roll it out and make the cookies. I decided to freeze the dough until I could get to it,...

This picture was taken when my oldest was three, back when I had a newborn and days spent with his grandparents were filled with rocking...

* I do not want to talk about what happened in the past. I want to live in the present.* Clear enough? I thought so. The first few...

Just the day before my parents had visited with my aunt and uncle on their 70-acre farm in rural Virginia. The modest little house was...

As I stripped that pantry of its obvious-to-everyone-else disorder, I began leaning in to the deep cleaning process of my equally as...

I am often asked, “Just why do you write?” I have struggled with answering this question for many years. I feel called by God? I want to...

I re-read my New Year’s post from last year and was reminded of my “oneword” for 2017, “abide.” Margaret Feinburg beautifully explained...

Sometimes, I get so sick and tired of repeatedly learning the same lesson about peace over and over again. It is as if I am a two-year...

“Why are you raising your voice at me mom?” These were the words I heard the first morning of Advent as my ten-year old sassily walked...

I finished cleaning up after dinner and moved on to packing the boys’ lunches when I had an unexpected encounter with linguine. I thought...