Temps are dropping, skies are grey, and gusts of wind whip the last of the golden leaves to blanket the ground. We are saying goodbye to glorious fall and bracing ourselves for a long winter–a winter spent (mostly) at home, no doubt, and in need of accoutrements.
In the spirit of making-the-most out of our mostly stationary lifestyle (hashtag 2020), I’ve put together a quick wishlist of items that I’m eyeing for the coming winter season.Continue reading “Three Things: Winter is Coming Edition (plus a bonus goodie!)”
Hi friends! I did a new thing today…Continue reading “IGTV”
I look at the clock again. How is it that time already? Where have the last 45 minutes gone? I’m scrambling to finish the task I am doing, one of about a thousand that requires me to do it, my hands and my feet, and not anyone else. My pace quickens as I throw in another load of laundry, picking up items on the way to be distributed to their original places.
The small people in my home, my own flesh and blood and tears and laughter, ignore my prompt to brush their teeth to fight over a ninja turtle action figure instead. It is as if my house is spinning around me, tiny faces and random things flying through the air, and I can’t find a steady place to hang on to. I am Dorothy without her ruby red slippers.Continue reading “A Writer’s Campaign: Laundry, Essays, and Pressing On Toward the Goal”
I’ve been spending some significant time with St. Augustine lately. If you remember, he was the Bishop of Hippo during the fall of Rome, that great “Eternal City.” I like the bishop; he is profoundly relatable. He shares the inner dialogue of his heart and mind with astonishing transparency in Confessions, a sort of autobiographical retelling of his coming to Christ at age 34 (If you have not read Augustine yet, start here.)
But it is his political theory -and more so his theory of history and how we fit into history- in his dense work, The City of God, that has caught my attention during this insane election cycle.Continue reading “How St. Augustine is guiding me through this election”
Was I making the right decision?
Why would God tell me to quit a job that I loved?
What about my career path? Or finances?
What would my colleagues think?Continue reading “When God Asks You to Quit Your Job”
It was a simple mistake. A grammatical error, to be exact. But it was on the internet, the modern-day public square, and (crucial to note) the error changed the meaning of the statement. When I received a mocking response (yes, from a stranger!) I was surprised at how it felt—like a hot iron, pulled from an angry fire, and pressed on my mistake. Exposing, embarrassing, and painful. My face flushed with shame; I was caught in a stupid blunder.
And just as quickly, the embarrassment was followed by shock at my reaction. Why had I responded that way?Continue reading “Oh, Piercing Word: The Hurt of the Lord”
It’s mid-week, late afternoon, sitting-in-the-porch-rocker time and I’m watching birds dive-bomb for treasures in the yard. My mason jar of iced coffee went down too fast and I want another one, mostly because it was delicious, but also because it is a humid 87 degrees out (and the coffee brings sweet relief).Continue reading “Front Porch Prayers (for a Slow Summer Afternoon)”
I’ll spare you the “2020 amiright?” jokes because we all know this has already been one strange and difficult year so far. As I recently mentioned on the blog (after a month-long writing sabbatical), I’ve personally been in a season of quiet.
This is not an unusual pattern for me. When a Super Busy Life Season™ is happening (especially one with a major life change, like having a baby or building a house), I tend to focus on getting through the circumstance itself and leave the emotional processing for later, after the action phase is completed. Does anyone else do that?
The Great Quarantine of 2020 didn’t actually change much about our daily life, but one thing that did change was my skincare/makeup and wardrobe habits. Mascara became completely unnecessary and kind of annoying, filling in my brows became the new mascara, and exploring the world of face masks became my new frontier. Getting dressed was a challenge because honestly, who wants to get cute when there was no where to go?
Like many of you, I’ve found myself leaning toward a daily style that is easy and comfortable but dang it y’all…I miss getting ready!
So, I decided to have a little fun while (mostly) staying at home. Here are three things that have helped in that pursuit.Continue reading “Three Things: Summer Quarantine Edition”