Quiet for the Weekend – October 5-7, 20112

"The Spirit of the Lord speaks through me,his words are upon my tongue.The God of Israel spoke.The Rock of Israel said to me:'The one who rules righteously,who rules in the fear of God, is like the … Read more...

31 Days in which I Am Saved by Beauty – Day 6

We went to a wedding today.Being there required driving a long way,climbing a mountain,arriving in time to rest a bitbefore the ceremony started,being told the room would not be ready for at least 90 … Read more...

31 Days in which I Am Saved by Beauty – Day 5

I saw dolphins today.*It's been a while since I've seen them.I think they've been holding out on me,to tell you the truth. I don't quite know why,but dolphins speak to me of God.They are … Read more...

31 Days in which I Am Saved by Beauty – Day 4

I walk in the evenings.I walk in circles,eighty-five paces to be exact,eighty-five paces around my driveway,round and round I go.I count in decades,and reverse every ten,until I get to … Read more...

The Long Unraveling: A Deeper Family

My husband as a newborn with his beautiful mother.Today is my day to post over at A Deeper Family.It is such a privilege to write in this space,where honesty is encouraged,and going deeper is … Read more...

31 Days in which I Am Saved by Beauty – Day 3

It is dark as I begin.I am an owl, a night owl,so this early morning darknessfeels strange to my skin.Yet it invites discovery.I sense a secret, waiting to be unwrapped.I gently close my lodge-room … Read more...

31 Days In Which I am Saved by Beauty – Day 2

The blessing of Moses over the land of Joseph:"Blessed by GOD be his land:The best fresh dew from high heaven,and fountains springing from the depths;The best radiance streaming from the sunand the … Read more...

31 Days in which. . . I Am Saved by Beauty

At the end of it all, I am tired.I am weary, to tell it true.I wonder about so many things,so many people,so much pain,confusion,loss.There are days when I am temptedto lose heart.To chuck it,check … Read more...

5-Minute Friday: GRASP – A Photo Essay

I am sitting on a porch, in a beautiful wooden rocking chair, overlooking the Frio River in the Hill Country of Texas. Gathered at a Writers' Retreat are about 70 people, here to learn more about the … Read more...