The World is Good

The days are running into each other. I'm not reminded of Groundhog Day, at least not yet, but my general motivation waxes and wanes by the moment. Some days seem doable and I'm ready to do all the things. Other days, I wonder why it really matters whether or not I get up with my … Continue reading The World is Good

Dismantling Cynicism for Lent

Growing up, I had a complicated relationship with worship at church. I was raised in a setting where hands were held high in praise, where we swayed with our eyes closed, and where outwardly expressions of worship were a direct indication of your personal relationship with God. My naturally critical spirit turned toward an unhealthy … Continue reading Dismantling Cynicism for Lent

What I’ve Learned By Walking to School

Nearly every school day since mid-August we've had the same routine: Get up, eat breakfast around 7:00, head upstairs at 7:30 to get dressed and brush teeth, leave the house no later than 7:50 (but 7:45 is better) to walk and arrive at school by 7:55 as the kindergarten lines up to go inside. It's … Continue reading What I’ve Learned By Walking to School

Delighting in New Creation

Last weekend was our first normal post-tax season weekend. We went out for brunch with my parents on Saturday morning, headed to Home Depot for gardening supplies, and spend Saturday and Sunday outside digging in the dirt. Well,¬†Frank spend Saturday and Sunday digging in the dirt. The girls "helped" and played with neighbors. I watched … Continue reading Delighting in New Creation

Champagne for Breakfast

As I learn more about the church calendar, I'm trying to be more intentional about leaning into the different seasons. I'm remembering to pause and breathe in Advent before the celebration of Christmas, to feast for Epiphany before the fasting of Lent, and to really think about what it means to be "Easter people." When … Continue reading Champagne for Breakfast

Building A Foundation of Feasting

I feel like you'd be happier all by yourself in an apartment in Paris than here with us. Frank and I were talking about this stressful season when I'm alone with the girls and he's alone at work. My mind drifted to my freshman year in Paris when we would gather in my friend's¬†chambre de … Continue reading Building A Foundation of Feasting