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Heaven, Our Home

My husband and I started dating while I was teaching school in a Ghanaian village and he was more than 5,000 miles away in America. Aside from the postal service which delivered letters nearly a month after they were sent, our communication was limited to e-mail on weekends and to phone calls once a month when I would get to a city with reliable cell phone reception.

Intentionally Impacting

She noticed me first. I knew she was a visitor from Maine picking up my best friend from school. I was shocked that someone her age would be interested in someone as young as me. She didn’t even know me very well but her genuine interest in who I was and how I was doing intrigued me.

Joy in Spite of a Limited View

I enjoy planning parties and am always on the lookout for good group games that don’t require a lot of preparation and supplies. Just recently, I discovered a fun one that only needs two kiddie-style puzzles. To play, a group of people needs to be divided into two teams, and then each team is given a puzzle. Finally, each player is given a few pieces from his team’s puzzle and must work at fitting his pieces together with the others on the team in order to be the first team finished. This game is fun because it is competitive and harder than it looks. When you only have one or two pieces, it is hard to figure out how those belong in the big picture.

The Well-Curated Life

What is a curator?

A curator takes care of valuable belongings: discovering, tending, calling out the very best.

Search “well curated” on Pinterest and your eyes behold beautiful homes and museums where everything is in place. A mastermind was behind the scenes, a curator who knew what she was doing and why. No disharmony is present. The best in every object is called out. Even a simple bookshelf is an object of beauty under a curator’s touch: colors together, organized, arranged with care.

The Lord is My Peace

Hurry, hurry! Get the beds made, the house back to order, and a big batch of food stirred up! Company is coming again after two families left a day ago. Several more parties, a total of 21 people, will be here by suppertime. One daughter is off to her gardening job, another to the bakery, a third is desperately trying to meet her DOP photography deadline. Garden produce is popping and needs to be harvested. A disagreement breaks out between the two remaining girls at home about who is responsible for what jobs.

Words of Life

In this age of technology, where everything is designed to be quick and efficient, it seems that we think our communication needs to fall under this category as well. There are many times I am thankful for this technology since things like Skype, FaceTime, and email have introduced a wonderful avenue to stay in contact with our friends and family that live miles away. But sadly, our reliance on technology seems to be crippling our ability to communicate with those we love using our very own heartfelt, handwritten words.

The Armor of God for Women

Eowyn from The Lord of the Rings has always been one of my favorite characters, the brave shield maiden who straps on her armor and rides forth into battle. But as great and wonderful as that sounds, the average person has not worn armor for roughly five hundred years. So, when the Bible tells us to wear the armor of God it can be a little hard to envision it in a practical way.

Laughter: Good for the Body, Good for the Soul

We had attended the funeral of an uncle and then met at my sister’s house later for supper. My mother and her sister (siblings of the deceased) joined us, visiting together in the living room. Our children played together while the adults gathered around the dining room table to play Taboo. My brother-in-law Ralph, who rarely plays table games, decided to join us. We had no idea when we started the game that his participation would be the best comic relief of the day. As it turns out, it was just what we needed.

What is Beauty?

Where’s that eye cream my friend gave?

This was my thought the minute I saw my eyes have crow’s feet when I smile.

When I noticed wisps of silver at my ears and temples: I’m too young for grey hair. Where can I buy some brown tinted shampoo?

Bon Voyage

There’s an Irish folk song which portrays marriage as a voyage. The author depicts himself as a sailor and his lady, the first mate. They signed on together- coupling their fate on the ocean of life. Most of us unmarried girls long for that day when everything is settled, when we sign on with a Sailor and do life with him.

Gather: Mama's Strawberry Pie

I don’t know where this recipe originated from, but it’s one that has been in my mama’s recipe arsenal for as long as I can remember. Strawberry pie has to be the crowning glory of berry season. There’s nothing like flaky pie crust piled high with sweet, red strawberries and fluffy whipped cream. This recipe is simple to make and bursting with flavor. As crazy as it sounds, don’t omit the dash of salt and pepper. Somehow they both enhance the flavor of the strawberries!

A Love Story Charge

Sometime between watching from a third floor balcony as he played in an open fire hydrant with a crowd of children and saying good-bye a summer later, I realized I could love this guy. Sometime between the phone call from Indiana and the stroll through Central Park a year later, I knew I loved him. And sometime between that moment when our strolling stopped as he reached for my hand and when I walked down the aisle toward him, I knew that our love was deeper than I’d ever dreamed love could be.

On Perfectionism and Servanthood

I sighed. It was 4 PM, time to make supper. I’d planned to study for three hours, and work on my fledgling business for three hours. Evening approached, and I’d not given an hour to either of those two concerns. “Think of how much I’ll have to work just to catch up!” Ignoring such despair, I stroked my baby’s cheeks, and relaxed deeply.