I’m wrapping up my final blog posts of the year and getting ready to take December off from blogging and being a little business owner! I’m a little obsessed with art (if you haven’t guessed). As soon as we bought our current home, I planned out what I would put on the walls. If I go to your house and you have blank walls, I will probably secretly plan out art to fill your space. I spend a lot...
If you’re an American like me and at all paying attention, you were probably up late last night watching the election results roll in–to your delight, dismay, or bewilderment depending on your point of view (and if you’re grieving today, I’m truly sorry, and please take your time processing). (This reminds me of how there is a massive construction project carving up a whole hill down the street from our house–a new “luxury living” university student housing development...
I hung up the phone with the boy I had been pursuing a relationship with for the past year. He admitted cheating on me, and I knew immediately that the dream of “us” was over. I was in grad school at the time and walked into the kitchen where my roommate was cooking. She looked at my blood-drained face and knew something was wrong. I told her the ugly story and curled up on the carpet in the living...
I don’t always feel like I fit in as an artist. I don’t watercolor, do calligraphy, paint, or make anything classy, sophisticated or fancy. I draw cute illustrations and write about the Word, but sometimes that feels very small. Maybe that sounds silly, but I’m guessing you feel the same way about some area of your life. The lane you’re in feels narrow and somewhat cramped. You look across to friends speeding by in their own lanes, doing their things, and...
flower image courtesy of Charmingly Saavy “The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me, because the LORD has anointed me to bring good news to the poor; he has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to those who are bound; to proclaim the year of the LORD’s favor, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all who mourn; to grant to those who mourn...
On my seventh anniversary, and first year blogging, I wrote about how I threatened my dear husband with mozzarella (yes, that’s still embarrassing and no, I still don’t remember how to spell mozzarella) and how God was graciously at work in my “rock tumbler” marriage. On the occasion of my eighth anniversary, I wrote about subtle ways I am learning to bless my husband (and yes, I am still learning those very same things). And now, just after my ninth anniversary, I’m pondering the ways...
