I adore that Anne of Modern Mrs. Darcy says this about the Saving My Life posts… The idea comes from Barbara Brown Taylor’s wonderful memoir Leaving Church. In it, Taylor tells the story of when she was invited to speak at a gathering, and her host assigned the topic: “Tell us what is saving your… Continue reading What’s Saving My Life :: Winter 2016 Edition
On a rainy December Monday just before Christmas, I spent my “work hours” in the waiting room of a Honda dealership getting our infamous 2004 Odyssey fixed of all the recalls that had filled up our mailbox. And I told them to figure out what was wrong with our doors, change the oil, and give… Continue reading Raising Grateful Kids (review and promise)
The problem with calling a snow day early is expectation. My kids want to go to bed late, then get up early and play in the glorious snowfall they’re sure came in the night. Snow days are supposed to be like Christmas morning. All shiny bright and sparkling in the sunrise. That’s not what we… Continue reading Snow Days and Sanctification
I’ll be the first to admit I don’t always love–or am even grateful–for my little house. We’re cramped and it’s rare we host a large gathering (though it does happen!). We’ve got a For Sale By Owner sign in the yard right now and a list started because this time we’re really going to do… Continue reading 3 Ways to Love Your January House
Why, yes that is a new header and logo. Thank you to my sweet friend Merideth who blesses me with her talent. Lately, I’ve been learning a few things about myself. Back in the spring the Splickety staff used the test at 16Personalities to discuss how different–and alike–we all are. I’ve realized for awhile now (pretty… Continue reading Personality Tests, Surrender, and Dear Mr. Knightley
This morning our normal routine finally resurfaced. Everyone went to school and this mom used her Starbucks gift card and holed up in a cold corner of the local Ingles. (If your grocery store does not have a Starbucks, I am very sorry.) There was a man across the way, a big hulking biker looking… Continue reading Why (and How) I’m Reading 60 Books in 2016
I’d forgotten all about these lyrics until my jazzercise instructor used the song in class the other day– Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes How do you measure, measure a year? In daylights, in sunsets In midnights, in cups of coffee… Continue reading How Do You Measure a Year?