Live With Flair

I’ve learned to pick only the raspberries that release easily into my hands. I know they’re ripe and ready to enjoy this way. I enjoy

We spy a glorious climbing tree at the park, and I set my children loose. I remember my 7 year-old self running free through the

We remind ourselves in this family that most conflict comes from a misunderstanding of, or a lack of willingness to, inhabit another’s point of view.

I’ve been thinking about goat cheese all day. I love goat cheese. This is the kind of day where one has time and space to

I love stories. I think about characters when I drive around town. I devise strange plots when I’m grocery shopping. Sometimes, I look at a

My blackberry bush offered up her very last harvest this morning. The branches showcase crinkled fingers of leaves, and the remaining unripened berries surrender and

I had a huge revelation while shampooing my hair this morning: I keep praying for God to save my daughter from mean girls, teasing, and

I read this morning in Proverbs 27:21 that a “man is tested by the praise he receives.”  One might think more readily of other tests

It all starts tomorrow. Backpacks are stuffed and waiting by the door. I smell pencil shavings from the sharpener and the sweet rubber of erasers.

This morning I read that our greatest strength is our weakness. As we confess our utter dependence on God and our great need, we demonstrate