My children have a habit (or perhaps we could use the word “tradition”): when we go to their grandmother’s house, they get out of the car at the end of her long driveway and run as fast as they can in front of the car to the house. I have no idea why this is…
I have so many best friends I haven’t met yet. It was the Fourth of July, 2014. After an afternoon of raucous lawn games and shenanigans, I found myself floating around in a pool with a bunch of people who were only barely not strangers. This kind of situation is well known to anyone who’s…
“From the end of the earth I will cry to you, when my heart is overwhelmed; lead me to the rock that is higher than I.” (Ps. 61:2 NKJV) I see you there, waiting, with expectation and a touch of dread. I see every time you’ve hoped, and every time that hope has been dashed….
It’s not much to look at from the outside. The paint is faded, the driveway is cracked, and the garden is dead (again). But if you come inside with me, I think you’ll see much more than a tired little house. Watch your step as you come in. My husband carried me through this doorway…
“The smallest act of kindness is worth more than the grandest intention.” ~Oscar Wilde This quote convicts me hard. The moment I read it, I thought of the encouraging card I bought for a friend who was going through an unimaginable loss. I bought that card a year ago, and it is still sitting on…
I’ve always been a fan of the little things. Small, subtle acts of romance or friendship have always been what’s most important to me. There’s beauty in quiet, purposeful love. But I noticed something the other day that took me by surprise: [Tweet “The love we share by accident might be just as important as the…