it all fell apart that canadian winter - you knew it deep down too.  fractured something in us all like that -26 air did to those snapping m...

it always starts with a call for Him, a crying out for Emmanuel to come and save, to draw near... and as i stood in the back row in ...

i don't think it matters. i think i'm becoming bold enough to say those words. i don't think it matters... you came home...

i grew up in a small baptist church where all the grey-haired ones became my aunties and uncles and where i would sneak a pickle or two from...

it seems to come in the quiet of those late hours, those feelings that you've failed and you're too broken and all the things that y...

it's as i'm driving home yesterday, turn right onto that loopy street when i look up at the temperature right there in the center of...

it's when everything shifts and the world tilts in a dizzingly familiar way that all those old fears come back. when the new slides ba...

{winner of giveaway is named at the bottom of the post...} we sit out in the sun once school is done and lunch is hot, the three of them a...

they stand tall and graceful on our kitchen table, lost in sun and shadow, this gift unexpected calls for little hands to reach out an...

he comes home to find me a mess. packages of chicken thighs that normally hold a set amount all wrapped up in prepackaged plastic are each m...

i was thirteen the first time i met her. i walked down the hallway that seemed to go on forever, walked on wood floors that creake...

she writes words on a 3x5 card that weave together a prayer for us and sends me the picture. i find it in my inbox in the early morning h...

i sit across from a man i've never met before and give him my name. the snow is already beginning to melt outside. he asks the nee...

there are times and days and moments where the words become small and hushed and few. where moments gain moment...

the grass outside my front door is a faded sort of crunchy green. it's been a while since a winter hasn't found me surrounded by s...

i sit in my chair at the kitchen table, bent over a form needing to be filled in, i get to the boxes that need to hold the day's dat...