The last few months I have been living the stages of grief, swerving from anger to depression and back again, barely catching my breath. I only momentarily live in the broad open spaces of acceptance before being pulled back into the vortex. …
Dear friends we are in the process of scrubbing our house for renters and interviewing at a new parish but even in chaos I still need to take up this journal and write words, black on white to make sense of my life. Thank…
We swing our hips, the coins sewn to our hip scarves jingle and we are transported. And how we crave our weekly passport stamped! We are living in a Western Michigan Winter. The frigid cold has taken over our sweet…
I haven’t always been good at friendships. I decided early on books were easier to get along with. And if you don’t live with grace for yourself, it is impossible to offer it to someone else. And she is still…
Today love grew roots crocheted lives A “tide you over” shower she called it til the job firms. Prayer saturated a feast and the Kingdom came in salads and croissants Hope whipped into mocha chocolate mouse spread into creamy cheesecake and…