the pursuit of home
So I'm a little late for Lisa-Jo Baker's Five Minute Friday fun, but liked last week's topic, so decided to write anyway. Rules: Write for five minutes flat on the prescribed topic, no edits. Here goes: Skimming the introduction to my daughter’s requested library...
holy holes
a handful of people have asked me what it has been like in these past few weeks, having spent ten-and-a-half years in a foreign country and returning back to my hometown, to the place where i buried my mother seventeen months ago. what have i learned in this period...
reflections on a move
a few days into our transition from Cape Town to Western Michigan in January, here are a few observations that have come to the surface as oddities and un-familiarities we never knew in sunny SA last week we were wearing shorts and flip flops, eating pap, boerewors...
the story behind the wheelchair ramp
On Christmas day at our church, I had the privilege of seeing a brand new wheelchair ramp get used for the first time, as my mom's dear friend and a beloved member of our congregation was wheeled into the building. For the past few years, this woman has been...
radiant magazine
For those who read this who don't see my Facebook feed, this is to let you know that the new issue of Radiant Magazine is now available! To view the whole mag, click here. I had the privilege of contributing in three ways this issue: The Adoption Conversation...
compared to her – an interview with author sophie de witt
In her new book, Compared to Her: How to experience true contentment, Sophie DeWitt describes what she has labeled CCS – Compulsive Comparison Syndrome. Perhaps the title alone strikes a chord with you. Within the pages of her book, Sophie helpfully points out...
shelter in the storm
We were on our way from Cape Town to Johannesburg, a sixteen-hour drive. As we crossed the border into a new province upcountry, my husband rolled down the window and took in a deep breath. “Ah, can you smell it?” he exhaled with deep satisfaction. “The air is...
digging through dates
We stood side by side, shoulders hunched over the same bowl. We were making date bars, a recipe familiar to both my six-year-old daughter and me. But this time was different. This time, unbeknownst to me, the packet of dates that I had already melted into the...
christmas in heaven
I blogged last year about this poem that a friend's mom sent me. It definitely gave me a fresh perspective on what has been and is likely to be an emotional season. For those who have lost loved ones who were believers, this is for you. Warning: The words below...
anchor
I wake in the wake of tragedy. Though I was nowhere near the coastline of the horrific events that rocked the ship of Sandy Hook Elementary School, the resulting ripples have reverberated across an ocean. Absolutely tragic. Senseless. Heartbreaking. Just a few of...
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