"Here and Now: Living in the Spirit" by Henri J. M. Nouwen, 1994 || p. 59-60 - - - "God does not ask us to define our little niche in humanity over and against other people. God's question is: "Are you reading the signs of your time as signs asking you to repent and be … Continue reading Here and Now
I suppose it's ironic that after I post about being content and grateful I get tried. Tested. This morning I noticed that someone (a neighbor) has presumably cashed a check of ours twice. We hired him to do some power washing after he told us about his ill mother and his lack of job. It's … Continue reading love thy neighbor?
For the last few nights, I have been up listening to my sick baby sniffle and cough. He's been having a hard time, and there is very little I can do about it. A mix of allergies and a baby cold, there is no quick treatment option except to ride it out, even if that means a few sleepless nights … Continue reading Broken Together
Note: I wrote this note to myself a while back (with pen and paper - imagine!), and I never published it. Back-dated to 5/9/16 Dear Stephanie, Yes, I used your first name in full. This is serious. Pay attention. You are a good mom. Stop telling yourself otherwise. Smile. Be grateful. Do stuff. Have some … Continue reading Dear Me
As soon as I got out, I heard him. I rushed from the shower to grab my robe. My 12-week-old baby was crying... nay, screaming, downstairs. My mother was doing her best to help, but he was. not. having. it. Towel wrapped around my head, robe on, I ran down to comfort him. He seemed … Continue reading My only outfit.
Yesterday didn't seem to end. Technically it did, and a new day began just a couple of hours ago, fresh and new. But gosh was it rough. A sampling: - appt for dog grooming in which they not only don't clip her nails (dog snaps) but they bathe her and she's covered in blood when … Continue reading Cold and Broken Hallelujah
Or will they? Yesterday, we were driving to church and this thought popped into my head. Will my husband, family, friends actually miss me? Of course. But perhaps not based on my behavior this past week. I was sour, overtired, sick of breastfeeding, overwhelmed by the piles of laundry and dishes, irritated that I couldn't … Continue reading You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone…