What is weary? The word actually means worn and weighed down. I remember my Mom saying, "there's just no rest for the weary" - usually when she was scrubbing the floor. But this-isn't-that, it's . . . The world - where we're just a smear among the seven billion walking on it and yet we can look around within our small … [Read more...]
In the Quiet
The quiet is a rare place to visit in the midst of the persistent clamor and distraction of today. Listen to the noise. When I was a young and busy mom and homemaker, I was desperate for quiet. My prayer closet was the cornfield behind our home. But seasons change. Listen to the silence. I remember reading of Susannah … [Read more...]
Art of Lingering
I made the mistake of glancing at my summer calendar and noticed there was no time to hyperventilate. It looked like the next nine weeks were written in stone – on paper. I couldn’t get out of anything. I thought summer was supposed to be lazy-hazy. It made me homesick for the simple life. What an archaic and charming word – … [Read more...]