277: More Please
I woke up praying today, the words already on my lips. Some days are like that. The holiness of it all finds me before my feet find the...
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Sep 2, 20221 min read
220: Breadcrumbs
Some days are breadcrumb days- the kind of days where you wake up and say, “God, please lean a little closer in a not so subtle way...
May 24, 20221 min read
209: Cut (it) Short
I wish I could tell my friends it will never happen to you. This gut-wrenching marriage-ending world-burning pain, it will never happen...
May 21, 20222 min read
208: Commute
I was riding the 1 train. I was running late for work. I was worried about the numbers- would we have enough? Would people show up? Would...
May 18, 20221 min read
207: Places I find God, an incomplete list, in no particular order:
Certainly in late night giggles- the kind that are impossible to stop, in colorful macaroons, thunderstorms and most always, in the wind....
Feb 25, 20221 min read
194: When the World is Coming to an End
This morning New York froze over- a sheet of ice blanketed the city, reminding us what cold feels like. Yesterday Russia invaded Ukraine-...
Feb 13, 20221 min read
191: Musings
What if I turned my face up towards the sun and said yes please to whipped cream and kept watching when netflix asked and pulled out a...
Jan 18, 20221 min read
185: Birdsong
For Colleyville I’ve heard that the reason birds sing in the morning is to say to one another I made it through the night. I guess that’s...
Dec 30, 20211 min read
178: New Year
We are driving through the hills of Georgia dreaming about owning an A-frame and what we might name our kids one day and if we can cook...
Nov 4, 20211 min read
165: River
Do you think the River, as she travels, says hello to every rock and tree? Do you think she small-talks with the fish, fussing over how...
Oct 18, 20211 min read
161: Winter
This morning I opened the window. It was arguably too cold for that kind of reckless window opening, but I couldn’t help it. Winter is so...
Oct 2, 20211 min read
147: Describing Call
Isn't it amazing how grief and joy can braid themselves together? Like water in tide pools at the beach, the water keeps coming and the...
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