
Puddle makers vs. Puddle jumpers
Think back to a rainy childhood day... Rain came down so hard the day before that your plans for outside fun were washed away, but the next day dawned brightly. As you ran to the window and peeked through the blinds - Behold! The rain had left behind glorious puddles...

Sabbath Offerings… Footprints in the Snow
The sun glistening on the snow beckoned me outside. A memory from my childhood crossed my mind and took up residence as I walked across the snow covered sidewalks. The layer of snow was much thinner now and my body is filled out and older, but vivid memories of past...

Story Begins Behind the Scenes
During Advent this past December, I wrote about story. I focused on the unfolding of Jesus' beginning on Christmas several thousand years ago, but found myself caught up in the beginning of story. Genesis revealed the explosion of creation under the guidance of our...

Now It’s Getting Real ~ A Brave Recap
October and the Write31days challenge seems so long ago. Lots of life has happened between then and now. Life that is certain to change the look to the new year. Life that is certain to not only bring hope, but the chance to have brave play out for real. Now, it's...

Sabbath Offerings ~ Hope
Today we continue our journey into 2016. A look at God's word against the backdrop of photos, a sprinkling of words and encouragement as we pause on this Sabbath day. A time to pause as the new week begins and enjoy an offering of hope. Today's Sabbath offering looks...

When A Season of Transitions Blooms into Hope
We have flipped the pages of our calendar and found ourselves at the end of another year. 2015 is a memory and we are staring ahead at an almost blank slate. 2016 began slowly, surrounded by some family, as I eased away from a season of transitions into a new year...

In The Silence
In the silence, a babe was born. Stars winked and the moon lit the way one night several thousand years ago. In the silence, a babe was born. The lowly landscape was dotted with sheep and cows. In the silence, a babe was born. Humble beginnings produced...

Silent Night
One silent night, several thousand years ago, a child was born in Bethlehem. The sky glistened with stars overhead and all that could be heard was the bleating of sheep and the gentle cries of the cows who dotted the landscape. It could have been just like any other...

Advent
Today, I am so proud and honored to have my son, Daniel, sharing his Advent thoughts in this space. He is a graduate student in Biblical Studies as well as an almost to be husband, as he gets married this December 27th. You can find him blogging at The Harbor, in...

If I Told You My Story
Story... We all have one wrapped up in a beginning, middle and an end. Some of us are closer to our beginning or perhaps we have crossed the middle into a territory that takes us into new beginnings. The beauty is that each story is rich in details that show a life...

Noel…The Story of Amazing Love
"Noel" Love incarnate, love divine Star and angels gave the sign Bow to babe on bended knee The Savior of humanity Unto us a Child is born He shall reign forevermore Noel, Noel Come and see what God has done Noel, Noel The story of amazing love! The light of the...

Grace Defined… Understanding Grace
A mid summer's night, with brilliant colors making their last appearance, defined grace that evening. The mountains provided a backdrop for a grace story to transform. In looking further, you would see three people gathering on the porch of a log cabin, standing or...

Beginnings of Grace
All stories have a beginning. We each have our own story of love and grace. When we look at our own stories, we can trace the lineage and the lines that weave our own beginnings of grace. The connections that make us family wind through intricate patterns that...

God is With Us
In this season of Advent, you might be questioning your worth and purpose. The approaching holidays may feel like impending doom rather than joyful anticipation. As those around you are counting down until our Savior's birth is celebrated, you are internally doing all...

Our Stories Were Meant To Be
Psalm 139 has been in my heart and on the tip of my tongue for a long time. Recently, the words have flowed through my mind as a prayer needing to be spoken out loud. I am filled with gratitude as I begin to read the words of the psalm and a sense of belonging fills...