Jimmy, Sidney & baby Tiago Alejandro ( kianagrantphotography.com ) Wow. Wow. Wow. That’s what I’ve been repeating these past three days. Just wow.  Wow, because I am shaking my head over the way God seems to do things like this. Long days of quietly waiting and then—WAM. All things happening all at once. And honestly, I wonder sometimes if God is grinning from above, saying… “This ought to give her a good story to write.”  No kidding.  Besides that, God clearly likes the numb

I’ve noticed a shift in mindset regarding the sale of our lake house. Months ago, we prayed “the prayer of indifference” and we meant it. My husband and I, considering two options,  thinking them equal… and thinking we’d leave it to God. We have, of course, left it to God.  Early September when our realtor called saying, “It’s time,” I had a moment of panic. Are we really doing this? Should we?? It took a few days to adjust. To regain indifference. To say, okay, let’s see wha

When we follow the Holy Spirit, we are always looking for the creative third space.  I heard a woman say this on podcast a while back, and she was speaking my language. She spoke of current context, polarizing issues, picking a side, either/or. But we, who follow the Spirit—we live in a different space altogether.  If you know me at all, it shouldn’t be a surprise to hear me say, I do not have political allegiance. No actually—I don’t. I might in fact be the least political p

The first Sunday of the new year I greeted the morning with equal parts relief and sadness. My house was quiet. It was also clean. The day before I’d opted out of a social obligation on the grounds of a cold, which was true enough. I was exhausted. After ten solid days of holiday events and bunks overflowing with family, I was quite desperate for time alone. Time to put my house in order. Not a “boxing day” in the tradition sense. (I like to savor the beauty of Christmas on t