Mosa, let's play! I just spent a few days with our grandsons who are ages 3 and 18 months. They have four settings: Play, Eat, Sleep or Cry because we are transitioning between the first three settings. The older one is starting to make up his own games. We played "Hot Potato" as he called… Continue reading Let’s Play
He loves trucks, tractors and all forms of transportation. When he saw the mixer truck he told his momma, that orange mixer truck looks like the sunrise. My daughter's text to me said how can a toddler be so strangely poetic? Good question, maybe it's a spark. One of the mystical teachings of Judaism according… Continue reading God Sparks
From my new favorite song, Music to My Eyes is this line, I want to sing you a sunrise and be the dawn I know will move you. I cherish being up early. My husband gets up super early and I make sure I'm up an hour before he is just to soak in silence,… Continue reading Good Morning Apricot Mango
Today a hurricane is pressing on our eastern coast. Over the weekend there were more shootings. There was a deadly ship fire in California where many are still missing. There were personal car wrecks, diagnoses and tragedies. There was the same old political rhetoric that I can now hardly bear to hear though I care… Continue reading Bright Sadness
Today's blog is impossible to write. It is deeply personal and incredibly emotional to me. On top of that I'm writing about something which really has no appropriate words to go with it. All I can say is please bear with me here. I began reading the devotional book Jesus Calling by Sarah Young in… Continue reading Holy Hindsight
