The farther I fall the more I grow. I look like lace, but inside I'm dirt. I'm soft as a feather, yet colder than stone. I'm seen more in multitude than alone. And just in case it's not obvious enough. The answer is a compound word.
God spoke oceans, lady slippers, galaxies, amoebas, and platypuses into existence with simple generalized words. “Let the waters under the heaven be gathered together unto one place.” “Let the earth bring forth grass.” “Let there be lights in the firmament of the heaven.” “Let the waters bring forth abundantly the moving creature that hath life.” … Continue reading Dusty Hands
Why imperfect cakes are still delicious.
Because science hasn't eliminated God.
This year, I have been doing something that I have never done before, celebrating Advent all December. I have a book with daily Advent readings that I am reading (The Greatest Gift by Ann Voskamp). Additionally, my fellow students and I met most evenings the last few weeks to sit in the dark around a candle, … Continue reading Still Waiting
Story goes of a gal who moved hours away from home to go to school, an’ things mostly went well for her there, too. Course she had to work hard an’ study an’ write papers an’ all sorts of learnin’ things. But she also got to do gran’ things like sing songs around candles with … Continue reading Only De Gray Clouds Gots Silver Linin
I began to pursue thanksgiving when I began teaching a little over five years ago. In my personal time with God every day, I listed in my journal ten things I counted as blessings. A couple years later, I found a baby-blue, soft leather copy of Ann Voskamp's 1,000 Gifts. This book intrigued me for two reasons. … Continue reading In Everything Give Thanks