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What Lies Beneath: Buried Garbage

I made a creepy discovery this week.  On the floor of the carport lay a half burned, half chewed, little girl’s shoe.  This is eerie for a multitude of reasons, the greatest of which is that I have no little girls. It didn’t take long to track...

Growing Gnarly Roots

 In our front yard, between the rosebush and the daylilies, grows a Redbud tree.  For one week in the spring, our Redbud tree flowers gloriously, bursting into beautiful purple blooms.  The rest of the year, however, it is a rather ho-hum kind of tree....

To Be Known

  “We all are born into the world looking for someone looking for us.” – Curt Thompson, founder of Being Known A few moments after my second son was born, I found myself somehow alone in a room with him (a miracle in a hospital).  Just minutes...

This Round Goes to the Minivan

“Did you see the dead snake in the driveway?” my husband asked me one night last week as I cleaned up from supper.  “No,” I replied. “Oh,” he answered nonchalantly, “well, there’s a dead copperhead on the driveway.” What?!!  I put down the dishcloth to...

Thoughts, Thighs, and Toll Booths

You’re at a play date, listening to another mom tell stories about her child.  As you listen to all of her parenting accomplishments, you begin thinking, “Wow, she’s really got it all together.  Her kid is really succeeding and seems like he’s...

Rest? Yes please!

It happened in the midst of a crazy month, my sweet lesson on rest.  My husband and I had received a call from social services a couple of weeks prior asking if we would be foster parents to a baby girl who was currently in the NICU.   We prayed and said...

Dirty Dishes and Sacred Moments

Motherhood is a gift, but many of the moments of motherhood are filled with mundane tasks, like managing sibling rivalry and cleaning up accidents.  In fact, just last evening, as a distraction from the chaos and noise of a day of schoolwork, I took my kids...

Rocks, Rivers, and Remembrance

I have an excellent memory.  Well, I should amend that.  I used to have an excellent memory before I had children.  Now, I have the long-term memory of an elephant and the short-term memory of a distracted squirrel.  Motherhood will do that to the...

Learning to Wait

To wait: to remain stationary in readiness or expectation, to look forward, expectantly, to be ready and available Waiting is no fun, unless you know a good surprise is coming.  Even then it’s really difficult, isn’t it? Waiting for the small things in life is a...