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More about Rocks, my big brother, and my dad. (Part 2 of 3).

To read Part 1, please click here… I have a half-brother, eleven years older than me, who, until college, was unable to have much contact with us. I spent most of my young childhood desperately wishing for an older brother. Two sisters just did not measure up at the time.  Eighteen year old John presented himself in our lives just in time for me to project all of my hero worship right squarely on his broad shouldered back. It may...

Bird Baths and How Not to Worry

I feel like my brows have a constant furrow. My face is screwed up tight against the world … with fatigue, with worry, as a defense against the Wee Man screaming. But in between all the brow furrowing, and the forehead scrunching, this happened. I was reading in Luke, and saw this … “Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God. Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered....

Wanting More

I’m doing it again. I am restless, wanting more. It’s 9:45 pm {UPDATE it’s now 4:24 am because, ugh, pregnancy insomnia}, I’m congratulating myself on taking a shower today and not crying when the dog escaped because it’s June in TN and I am a million months pregnant and I want this boy to Come. Out. And we are living in each moment praying for grace and no yelling and thankful for pools and libraries that occupy my babes and...

Imagine

“How can it be a large career to tell other people about the Rule of Three and a small career to tell one’s own children about the universe? How can it be broad to be the same thing to everyone and narrow to be everything to someone? No, a woman’s function is laborious, but because it is gigantic, not because it is minute.” ~ G.K. Chesterton {Another post for Five Minute Friday even though, lets be honest, it’s not Friday...

Memorial Day … How Great A Debt.

It’s the day after Memorial Day. {I am a wee bit late … it’s been tough going on the pregnant front these days.} But I do have something to say … It’s profoundly personal for me. I have written about Jaime here, here, and here. Please, I would love for you to know her {the J Girl is named for her.} But here, I just want to say this. My great-great-great grandfather was a Confederate soldier in the Civil War....

A Writer’s Prayer

{It’s taken me years to say out loud that I am a writer. This is a giant leap for me … } “Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, my strength and my Redeemer.” {Psalm 19:14} Ohh Lord … take away my want to be made much of. This … this I want instead … I want to be upside down. To be low, to lift You high....

only-God-can …. or, Epic moment, didn’t you notice?

Been reading a lot about only-God-can-dreams lately. Have one, in fact.  Do you ever have moments that are epic …. and you are looking around, waiting, shocked, really, that no one can see the epic-ness radiating from your general location …. then you realize you are driving down a country road and the kids are asleep in the back of the car and there is no even around, but still …. someone should just know. Telepathically. That you are having...