A Crock-Pot Recipe that Reminds Me to Wait it Out
The whole house smells of seasoned broth from a crock-pot of vegetables, chicken, and spices. A crock-pot represents that glorious Unseen Hand that takes all
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The whole house smells of seasoned broth from a crock-pot of vegetables, chicken, and spices. A crock-pot represents that glorious Unseen Hand that takes all
My neighbor has a gift. She’s an artist, but nobody really knows–at least we didn’t–until she began to show us all. Her drawings make me
This morning in church, I notice the verb God uses when he speaks to reluctant prophets. He says: arise. I can’t stop thinking about this
I’m learning to give thanks for things that make me humble. What a blessing in disguise when we experience failure, sickness, less-than-perfect children, a rebuke
All year, I’ve waited for the raspberries. Finally, we have a single ripe berry on the bush this morning. I complain to my husband about
On our journey home from Colorado, an older and wiser couple drive one hour ahead of us. They warn us of traffic or storms. They
Every time I feel lost in this new place, I just look up. An enormous mountain rises so high that you can see it no
My arms are sore from turning double-dutch jump ropes. From 6:30 PM-7:30 PM, 30 (yes, thirty!) parents and children came out to the parking lot
Today I chase my daughter around the living room to tickle her. At one point, she defiantly stops in her tracks, places one hand on
Just this week, a dear friend of mine describes herself as “holding on to the edge for dear life so she doesn’t fall to the