Category: Spiritual

  • He quickly responds

    He quickly responds

    Then when you call, the Lord will answer. ‘Yes, I am here,’ he will quickly reply.  Isaiah 58 Half asleep, I hear my daughter call me every night.In her sleep she cries out:“Mommy!”“Yes, ivy? I’m here!” Then… silence.  She wakes me up As if to check.She always insists.And I respond. Begrudgingly of late.When will this…

  • Widen your tent

    Widen your tent

    Widen your tent to make room for the orphan. We’ve been thinking and praying for a house for a few years. The dream felt extravagant. I am grateful for my small comfortable home. But as we adopted ivy, the possibility of another biological child showing up in the system, made us realize that we would…

  • Working the land

    Working the land

    At the beginning of this year we bought an orchard. I signed the papers on the last day before the lockdown started. Those two months of cleaning dry shrubbery and tending to the garden were a heavenly gift. I would have paid someone to let me work outside. The money we invested seemed like a…

  • The Word and a Home

    The Word and a Home

    Turning to the WordI regain perspectiveAlmost instantlyA thirsty landIn an endless droughtDrinking up the TruthI only ought to open The pages Come and drink fresh waters A word stuck with meThat a sculptor gifted us with“Seek first the kingdom of GodAnd His righteousnessAnd everything else shall be given to you” Our father is generousAnd no…

  • Fellowship online

    Fellowship online

    The despair of dullness Brought to the surfaceAs we face our present state of mind, of life We are still aching from the pervasive distancing Not knowing when it would end The virus is closing in On our closest community Dangerously fear and uncertainty are suffocating  The soul dullness dissipates Cleared with a gentle breath,Blown into the murky watersAnd we watch The mesmerizing ripples…

  • A parent

    A parent

    The girls cling onto meBecause I correct themBecause I comfort them Because I don’t shy away from difficult situations  The moment daddy stepped in to correct and serve their needs,I saw their respect and affection grow for him. Instantly. I don’t seek their dependency Or adoration I am a speaker of truth and I am more concerned with…

  • Warmth

    Warmth

    I wonder about how this season of pandemic is traumatizing our kids, who already have a history of trauma. Then I see the irony. Because I feel increasingly traumatized as a parent.  I am tired of nagging. I have always made a conscious effort not not nag. But as I repeat the same encouragement or…

  • Weekend away for Jackie’s birthday

    Weekend away for Jackie’s birthday

    Conrad was getting over a cold/ allergic reaction to campfire smoke. We were on edge and making wise calculated decisions seemed harder and harder to accomplish. Our empathizing with each other’s exhaustion only made things worse. We started dragging each other down. Like a derailing train we were. Nothing too unusual on the outside, but…

  • Risk

    Risk

    I’m not a risk taker. This is why I’m not the most proficient business developer. I like to serve, and I lead by necessity.  As a kid, as the youngest and as a girl, I assumed complete contentment and happiness with less. Less than my brother. Hand-me-downs. I’m not competitive.  But I’ve made many good…

  • Creativity nurtured in routine

    Creativity nurtured in routine

    I was utterly impressed by Mate’s coherent talk from the heart. So much wisdom packed into a personal story. His heart tenderized by pain early on, his mind able to see clearer, and be ready to adapt and to immerse in pure grace. His influence and power and skill, they all amount to something because…

  • Hope

    Hope

    “The difference between shallow happiness and a deep, sustaining joy is sorrow. Happiness lives where sorrow is not. When sorrow arrives, happiness dies. It can’t stand pain. Joy, on the other hand, rises from sorrow and therefore can withstand all grief. Joy, by the grace of God, is the transfiguration of suffering into endurance, and…

  • We stay up late

    We stay up late

    After we put the girls to bed, we veg is silence. Or conrad reads me a book. Or we watch a show. We’ve wasted a few good hours down the rabbit whole of the internets, but we went to bed more tired than we needed to be. And more disconnected from each other. So we…