Rainy days are meant for pondering, I think. My favorite days at camp were the rainy ones – the soft summer rain would pound on the tin roofs that covered our open-air buildings. The sweet smells of rain and lake and dirt and pines mingled together and lulled us all into long, easy afternoon naps. […]
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We drove down the interstate, through the tiny towns and long stretches of freshly fertile farms. The Civil Wars sang us home. The winding roads that led me here Burn like coal and dry like tears So here’s my hope, my tired soul Here’s my ticket, I want to go Home Tears streamed under my […]
Happy grad-school-eve to me! Tomorrow I start classes at Covenant Theological Seminary as I begin a journey (by distance) that will eventually take us to St. Louis and end with Masters in Divinity for me (and probably Price, once he gets a whiff of the awesomeness). It’s the beginning of a new chapter in this […]
Today was an insecure day. Do you ever have those? Days when NOTHING is right. Hair, eyebrows, outfit, words that tumble out of your mouth that make you cringe. I don’t know … maybe it’s the weather, maybe it’s my new allergy medicine, maybe it’s constantly interrupted sleep I’m experiencing because Puff has decided to […]
There’s a lot to be thankful for tonight, especially here in our sweet city. I haven’t blogged in awhile, intentionally, because I haven’t been entirely sure what to say, or what tone to take, or how to talk about food and faith when so many people in Nashville lack the first and have had the […]
I remember as a little girl saying this grace every night before dinner: God is great, God is good Let us thank Him for our food AMEN! Of course, the “Amen” was the most vehement part of my prayer, meaning that I could immediately grab my fork and chow down. Grace was a means of […]
