by Emily P Freeman | Jan 16, 2012 | breathe
We stand at the top of the John Hancock building in Chicago, stare down at the toy cars moving along Lake Shore Drive. It’s a Lego city with matchbox cars and pretend water from the bathtub. There’s a Barbie swimming pool on the top of a Lego building (do...
by Emily P Freeman | Jan 13, 2012 | (in)courage
We live a thousand lives in one lifetime, from playing Barbies on the covered front porch in that small Indiana town, to riding bikes to the mall beside Duck Creek; from longing for love and true acceptance, to sending those tiny babies off to kindergarten with deep...
by Emily P Freeman | Jan 11, 2012 | art, breathe, freedom
For the days when you want to push a button and have your kitchen self-clean, want to walk out the front door and not stop until you hit water, want to curl up in a ball on the couch with a heated blanket, a bowl of ice cream, and a ten-high stack of your favorite...
by Emily P Freeman | Jan 10, 2012 | art
For a year now, I’ve been watching people. I watch them at restaurants, movie theaters, church, and TJ Maxx. I watch them on TV, at the bank, on the street, at the airport. I think about God, how it says in 2 Chronicles that his eyes range to and fro throughout...
by Emily P Freeman | Jan 9, 2012 | breathe
Last July, I began to count the gifts. There are a sea of black journals on my bookshelf, but this one is red and I wanted it that way. I want to think thankfulness when I see that flash of color. Ann invites us to share our gifts in community, counting one by one....
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