(my daily blog)
I often leave in the afternoon for a quick walk around the block. I love late afternoon sunlight. Seeing how that finger of light stretches
Last night I shared with women at church my journey to “train my mind in hope” based on the biblical principles of Jeremiah’s choosing to
I’m trudging across the campus with a bag full of library books to return. My arms ache and the morning sun feels much hotter than
As I walk today under a pelting of fat green and brown acorns that I then crunch underfoot, I remember one of my favorite poems,
I rush out the door without the keys to my office. My husband agrees to drive home, find my keys, and return them to me.
I pause to look closely at the turning leaves. I’ve never seen a splotchy kind of autumn transition. Normally, I wake up and simply notice
I love the idea of not cooking on Sunday as part of resting since so much of the week involves meal preparation and clean up. I
I love the description of God in Isaiah 28:29. It reads that He is the “LORD of hosts; he is wonderful in counsel and excellent
The Weeping Cherry offers an early indicator: Autumn! I marvel over the canary yellow leaf. I love it as I love the stark brown-black tangle