I am overdue to post the birth story for our son. That will come soon, but for now, I wanted to begin by sharing the name story: how we arrived at the name we did for our son. 

This quarantine life has become a surging, ever-challenging, sometimes changing long-term reality for us all.

Everyone handles this differently and what I hope emerges is more compassion, less fear. More grace, less hatred (oh the events of this time could fill volumes). More contact, less distance. More love, less judgement.

Pieced of Rib and Redemption

His goodness, His patience, His care….unfathomable.    He beckons with gentleness unmatched by anything or anyone this life has to offer. He is everything good, breathable, sustainable, livable.  Lately I’ve been whisper-reminded (soon, the whisper may move to higher decibels if it be necessary for my heart to grasp The Spirit’s truth) that He is …

When I want to be beautiful

I want to seek beauty. To be surrounded by it. To absorb the gentleness of grace.  For grace is beautiful.        And so often, when my focus can steer off course, I find that I  –   I want to be beautiful. But if grace is beauty, mercy is then lovely. And compassion…selflessness…these …

Because I’m finally not sorry (for being me)

I am a person with abundant levels of emotion.   I’m not always up and down (though that happens; I’ve yet to meet a human who doesn’t qualify as emotionally layered – with their own pattern of transferring said feelings), but there are seasons where the level is more consistent. And there are seasons where change …

Because I fail often

It’s one of those days… Credit: Flickr user Ricky Romero Where staying in bed seems the far better option.    Where the weight of tears still imprints on face.Where you will lose that battle of rational vs emotional and you can’t stir up grace for self that sticks. Where heavy is the adjective that conquers body …

With Newborn Eyes

There’s a whisper to morning.                    A bade of hither, still, rest. A serenade assuring things do not have to focus just yet.     Awake slowly.     Savor the process of rouse. Allow every sense to be sight.      In this you may better …

Non-Clumsy Grace

So I attended my first Twitter party tonight. In preparation for another 5 Minute Friday I saw that I could join up an hour or so before Lisa Jo releases the word for the week. Under #fmfparty, ladies gather around the screen, typing stories, encouragement, conversation across the character limit – supporting one another in unified …

live Grace-fully

It’s the flesh fueled moments…             the furrowed brow                         the complaining spirit                             the demand of quiet and conforming to my will It’s the whisper of …

The Discipline of Joy

Maintenance is required to keep anything alive. Care, nurturing, attention…these are vital in the continuance of life, of thriving. This applies to anything that moves, breathes, changes, adapts….think deeply about how this could apply for you. It might not take very long for you to come to a conclusion.               For me, it’s writing. My …