I could just barely reach it, if I just stretched about as high as I could without falling over. And lucky for me I got a hold of it before the train took off and I nearly tumbled into the … Continue reading
I think every story should begin with those magical words, “Once upon a time…”. I believe that ordinary lives are just as poetic as any extraordinary life could ever be, if we only thought to look a little … Continue reading
That winding path, it crept around the mountains, through the tundra and into the wilderness where the most civilized sound one heard was the occasional hum of a small aircraft headed to some otherwise inaccessible destination. This was my … Continue reading
I watched my niece today. Tiny little girl of just two. I listened to baby babbling, and suddenly I realize she is talking more and babbling less. She is stringing words together into sentences, understanding more complex ideas. She has … Continue reading
April 27, 2011 Today it has been a year since my town began picking up the tornado shattered pieces of their lives and trying to put them back together again. A lot has changed since then, but the land … Continue reading
I wake up each morning before the sun peeks above the horizon to the sound of the birds singing. I get up to feel the sunshine pouring down, turning every dew drop into a string of diamonds. The diamonds fade … Continue reading
When you feel insignificant and when you feel too small, remember that Courage doesn’t always roar. Remember that God doesn’t give us courage until we need it. Remember that brave isn’t always fighting big battles and facing great odds. … Continue reading
A day of sunshine and good books and cups of tea. Of plans and thoughts and dreams and of hoping. A day to listen to bird songs, and to watch bumble bees and butterflies. To wander the grass and … Continue reading
I know what it means to ache. I know what it is to loose. We all do, who have lived a day on this old earth. But it isn’t the loosing, or the aching that defines this life. It is … Continue reading
Life is like sandpaper. Sometimes the grit feels too strong, too harsh against my fears and against my selfishness. Sometimes reality rubs harshly against my dreams—our dreams—and makes them start to feel as if they were never meant to be. … Continue reading