July has flown by. I was in and out of town, but I did manage to squeeze in three books. (If I'd done that every month, it would have put me right on target for 36 in 2016...but I have not.)
July has flown by. I was in and out of town, but I did manage to squeeze in three books. (If I'd done that every month, it would have put me right on target for 36 in 2016...but I have not.)
I have been quiet here lately. Because I haven’t known what to say. Hate wreaks havoc on a tired world. Fear swells up angry and a nation takes sides. Hurt breaks hearts that come up swinging. Well-intended words offend. Accidental insults wound souls already raw. Silence feels like safety, but it feels like hiding too.
My sister-in-law Darcee reminded me this morning that my June reading post should be coming soon. If anyone loves reading more than me, it's definitely her. I spent a half hour shopping on her bookshelf last Saturday. Maybe we can convince her to jump on here soon with her very own recommendations.
I was recently asked in front of a group of women what I look for in a friend. I stumbled around in an attempt to sound somewhat holy (or at least reflective) until I finally said, "I guess I just like them."
When a rainstorm ruined each of our plans on Sunday night, my roommate Lindsee and I got a little bit creative. What follows is an example of what might happen when two bloggers get bored...
When a rainstorm ruined each of our plans on Sunday night, my roommate Lindsee and I got a little bit creative. What follows is an example of what might happen when two bloggers get bored...
June has a way of sneaking up on me. It always leaves me a little restless. Maybe it's all the years of school, but June feels more like a year-end than December ever does. Seasons always make me wonder. Maybe it's the part of me that's slightly averse to change that likes the consistent, predictable shifting of the seasons.
My friend Katie and I decided to challenge ourselves to read 36 books in 2016. Our reasoning was simple: 24 sounded too easy and 48 sounded like a losing battle. So 36 it is. (We think deeply like that all the time.) I'm on book 9, which if you do the math puts me pretty far behind
My friend Katie and I decided to challenge ourselves to read 36 books in 2016. Our reasoning was simple: 24 sounded too easy and 48 sounded like a losing battle. So 36 it is. (We think deeply like that all the time.) I'm on book 9, which if you do the math puts me pretty far behind
Resignation. The word has been rolling around in my head for the better part of a month. Not the traditional two-weeks notice kind of resignation – the other kind. The kind that slips in unnoticed and allows us to continue but keeps us from enjoying it
We look all around and forget to look across the table. We listen to fifteen-thousand words a day and forget to hear the five that matter, the five they needed us to hear. We seek the stories that stir our faith and forget to let the lives lived nearest speak the loudest. We show up for the stranger and forget that our presence is somehow most important to the ones we see the most.
We look all around and forget to look across the table. We listen to fifteen-thousand words a day and forget to hear the five that matter, the five they needed us to hear. We seek the stories that stir our faith and forget to let the lives lived nearest speak the loudest. We show up for the stranger and forget that our presence is somehow most important to the ones we see the most.
I've been thinking so much recently about God's will. About how He tells us to pray that it will be done: "Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done. On earth as it is in heaven." (Matthew 6:10) The very fact that we are told to ask for it suggests that there are other wills that might be done instead. Mine. Yours. The enemy's. The world's.
I've been thinking so much recently about God's will. About how He tells us to pray that it will be done: "Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done. On earth as it is in heaven." (Matthew 6:10) The very fact that we are told to ask for it suggests that there are other wills that might be done instead. Mine. Yours. The enemy's. The world's.
I'm sitting at my desk at work, door open, listening to about 20 boy scouts lay pavers for a walkway behind one of the homes here. And I have some extra time, so I thought I'd stop in here and see if I have anything to tell you. I'm just the right amount of tired to be honest. And I've been sitting here alone just long enough to welcome some company. So settle in.
I'm sitting at my desk at work, door open, listening to about 20 boy scouts lay pavers for a walkway behind one of the homes here. And I have some extra time, so I thought I'd stop in here and see if I have anything to tell you. I'm just the right amount of tired to be honest. And I've been sitting here alone just long enough to welcome some company. So settle in.
There’s a popular song right now that says: “I’m only one call away I’ll be there to save the day. Superman’s got nothing on me. I’m only one call away.” I don't actually know if it's that popular. What I know is that my roommates keep singing it, so it keeps getting stuck in my head. It seems popular in this house.
There’s a popular song right now that says: “I’m only one call away I’ll be there to save the day. Superman’s got nothing on me. I’m only one call away.” I don't actually know if it's that popular. What I know is that my roommates keep singing it, so it keeps getting stuck in my head. It seems popular in this house.
