blueberry crisp the lilacs blooming Rissa: “Dorie, I hope you know that you’ve mastered that quietly disappointed tone of voice” This poem the Raths, they’re so kind the Cleveland Art Museum, especially the rooms with Orthodox art Ray & Lisa’s hospitality duck eggs hearing David preach frozen lavender lemonade going to the Helms’ church bringing… Continue reading TTMMH: May
I’ve known God since, or maybe before, the moment I came into the world but sometimes it still feels like I’m just getting to know him; he’s so vast and there’s always much more to know. Lately I’ve been getting to know his weightiness, his glory, and it hasn’t necessarily been a pleasant experience. His… Continue reading Not So Easy A Load To Carry
I started taking a church history class through my church called Orthodoxy & Heresy. Last night we had a great discussion, or, I guess I should say a great discussion was had. I was very much a listener and didn’t participate more than nodding and “Mmm”ing in agreement. But I got a lot out of… Continue reading What I Learned and am Still Learning
flinging eggs on the front lawn at FPC the beauty of spring and taking lots of walks in my favorite park River telling me she’d missed me having Easter dinner at the Newlove house and laughing a lot going to the library breezes through open windows a cute little baby making eye contact with me… Continue reading TTMMH: April
a little story inspired by a recent walk in the park, a chat with a woman identifying wildflowers, a memory of the woods that were behind one of my childhood homes, and Sarah Willard One of Cara’s favorite things about homeschooling the girls was that it afforded them the time and freedom to take walks… Continue reading Hunting for Fairies
This is basically a journal entry so, I apologize in advance for any rambliness 🙂 Every Wednesday at the office where I work, we have a staff meeting that starts with a devotional. Yesterday morning my boss shared Psalm 63:1 “O, God, you are my God, earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you,… Continue reading In a Dry and Weary Land
Today feels so much like spring, it almost hurts. Hurts like Narnia magic, pinching your heart and calling you back. Oh, yes, Aslan is certainly on the move. Our little weeping cherry tree is blooming and she looks so lovely! I have the perfect view of her when sitting on my chair in the corner.… Continue reading Spring Thoughts
sitting on the Raths’ couch and laughing maybe too much but as I said last month, to be easily amused is a blessing evening light in my room that makes everything feel holy realizing that photography is the art of capturing light and what a wonder is that thought! music in the morning being a… Continue reading TTMMH: March
I had this memory of my older sister and I. We were at a thrift store shopping with our Grandma, she had gone into a dressing room to try something on. We must’ve been around the ages of 9 and 11 at this time which meant my sister was entering into the age of adolescence.… Continue reading Belonging
Snow days Making eye contact with a deer Sarah Willard and her Blind Mule Seeing Janay at Panera Getting lost in Alaska by way of To the Bright Edge of the World Being awakened in the middle of the night by a reminder of God’s goodness Chocolate covered pretzels Lore Ferguson Wilbert’s winter playlist– it… Continue reading TTMMH: February
