My first newsletter is out! How do I feel about that? Not "fine," that's for sure. Why a newsletter? Well, it's a way for me to connect with folks a little more directly than here or other social media. This first issue tackles my thoughts on the simple question, "How are you?" I'd so appreciate… Continue reading How Are You?
I'm at SheLovesMagazine today, writing about what happens when I try to be my own architect, laborer and general contractor all rolled into one. A small suburb of my hometown contains several homes designed by architect Frank Lloyd Wright. They were built in the 1940s when the area was completely rural; getting there meant you… Continue reading Wild Landscapes Wanted — a SheLoves post
I'll be honest. The concept of hospitality tends to make my eye twitch. It brings to mind big tah-dahs and endless lists of to-do's. I have to clean the house until it's spotless. I have to spend money on special groceries I can't afford. I have to make a guest list that includes people who… Continue reading An Invitation to Hospitality
There’s only one place busier than a restaurant after church, and that’s a grocery store. I grabbed what I needed, headed to an express lane, and that’s when I spotted them—a young couple from my church who had become first-time parents six weeks earlier. I avoided eye contact but not until after I noticed the… Continue reading Sorrow Doesn’t Wear A Watch
I'm featured at Kindred Grace today, where I admit that one particular Scripture has often made me roll my eyes. Credit: JenniMarie Photography My four-year-old niece was spending the weekend with me. Whatever I did, she wanted to help. Including when I began loading several large tote bags into my car. She wrapped her arms… Continue reading The True Meaning Of Casting Your Cares On Him
Photo by Jakob Owens on Unsplash I hope you'll visit The Redbud Post, where I'm featured in this month's online magazine. Then stick around and check out all my Redbud sisters' thoughtful articles, as well. Gathering my thoughts on Empty Nest Syndrome all started with a trip to the eye doctor where my blurry eyes… Continue reading Not So Young—And Nestless
King Solomon and The Byrds tell us the same thing. To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven. Spring in Michigan (the snow forecast for the last April weekend notwithstanding) is particularly welcome this year after such events as the polar vortex and bomb cyclone. One of my favorite… Continue reading There is a Season (Turn, Turn, Turn)