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This Little Light of Mine
It had been a sloppy, rainy, cold day. John and I had been running errands and getting things done around the house. We attended a gathering that night to celebrate the birthday of a dear friend. When we got home, the unspoken agreement was to head to the back porch and our fire pit. Feet…
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Waste Not But Still Want
Waste is a word that always leaves you thinking of something not needed. No longer wanted. There’s that waste we all produce daily. Yup, I’m talking bodily functions here. Nothing like randomly channeling my inner kid. There’s the waste we as Americans are incredibly gifted in–food, things we’ve decided we no longer need or want,…
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When It’s Time To Dance To A New Song
There’s something wonderfully encouraging about celebrating what people have done. Recognizing how they’ve impacted lives around them. Especially if one of those lives is mine. We’ve been in Washington, D.C. this past weekend honoring a couple we’ve known and worked with for many years. They’ve been significant in ministry, developing contextually needful ways of sharing…
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The New Three-Second Rule
My husband’s aunt was a fastidious lady. Today she’d be called a germaphobe. Each night she’d clean her kids’ toys with boric acid to make sure they were germ free and could carry nothing infectious. I’ve never been quite that way. With our kids–really, with anyone’s kids–I’ve always maintained a three-second rule. If food falls…
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Mushy Is Never A Good Sign
My first indication of something a little hinky was the bag of frozen strawberries–more mush than firm and frozen. Which was when I noticed the green fluid dripping…dripping…dripping slowly down the side of the freezer wall. Not good. I found the source of the green fluid–really bad, once frozen, now melting kale. It didn’t look…
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