One of my favorite hobbies is chasing a good sunset or sunrise. When my life seems out of control, something about the consistency of nature feels like a promise straight from Jesus. The other day as I was driving to work, an incredible sunrise was developing just ahead of me. I quickly began to realize…
Recently a friend told me she had decided to get rid of all the journals and notebooks she’d filled with years of morning pages, journaling, short stories, poetry, teenage angst, and young adult musings. She had hauled boxes of journals from home to home over the years. During her most recent move, she looked at…
Tired and worn after a difficult meeting, I’m eager to be home. The sight that greets me when I open the door is a dirty pan and a dish with lunch scraps. “At least he could have put these in the sink,” I think, removing the mess from the counter. I open the fridge to…
Special occasions often call for new clothes. My closet is stocked with well-worn favorites, but because I’m not very good at fashion and I don’t love shopping, most of them aren’t what you’d consider on the cutting edge of fashion. My teenager is fond of telling me when I’ve crossed the line into the “no…
For several years now, my family has received a box of caterpillars in the mail every summer. Through clear cup containers, we watch them turn into butterflies. The instructions include transferring the chrysalides so the butterflies emerge in a spacious, netted container. This year I ordered and promptly forgot about the caterpillars. Weeks later they…
I love old books. Maybe it’s the smell of history that rolls out with the crackly pages. Maybe it’s the tone of authority old-fashioned English gives to the words. Maybe it’s knowing the words are the only remaining living parts of the author. Certainly it’s the look and feel of a proper cloth binding. Hudson…