receive and respond

Shiloh Baptist Church sat right in the middle of an Indiana cornfield. At least, that’s how I remember it. There was a song we used to sing there in that little church with the worn red carpet. It was called Trust and Obey. The refrain said “Trust and...

a different kind of heavy

The weight of motherhood is nearly always noticeable on my shoulders. It can be heavy or light, depending on how I choose to carry the load. I searched the house for lovey at bedtime, mumbling under my breath how I wished she would just leave the lovey on her bed in...

tuesday bullies

Small gifts and daily graces are more difficult to appreciate lately. Because of Tuesdays Unwrapped, I am noticing them, but noticing is not the same as celebrating. Hustle and bustle can be bullies with a capital B. I’ve allowed myself to be pushed around by...

before and after

Before the paint. After the paint. Painting brick is sometimes the best idea ever. This is one of those times. I have more photos to prove it, but is that really necessary? Just because the house is dated when you buy it doesn’t mean it has to be dated when you...