A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.
I say it just begins
to live that day.
–Emily Dickinson


You must imagine you are standing on a door stoop. My door stoop. The door is open, and I am welcoming you with a wide, warm smile, inviting you, "Come in, come in," and ushering you into the library where a pot of tea awaits your arrival. Beside the cozy-covered...

Solid Ground

Dear Friends, It is with great joy that I write to share two pieces of good news: First: I'm going to grad school! Last week I got accepted into the Master of Arts in Apologetics program at Houston Baptist University, and I start my first class on Tuesday. While in...

Anxious No More {Habit 6: Say Thank You}

In the midst of an overly full October—birthdays, a trip to see my parents, a church play, and a few other things on top of all the usual fullness of life with four children—one afternoon stands out. It was the Thursday before the play, in which both I and my kids...

Anxious No More {Habit 5: Lift Up Your Head}

“Thou, O Lord, art a shield about me. Thou art my glory and the lifter of my head.” --Psalm 3:3 It was the beginning of my first school year teaching all four of my children at home, and we were still working out the various hiccups in our schedule. My twins needed to...

Anxious No More {Habit 4: Lash Yourself to the Mast}

We were late for library story time. Again. We were always late. For everything. As I pulled into the parking garage—it was almost always full at story time—I started praying for a parking spot. And God heard my cry and listened to my supplication. There was one spot...

Anxious No More {Habit 3: Silence the Harpies}

{Caveat lector: This post is long. Do not proceed if you are in a hurry.} I was 13 years old when I let the harpies in. I didn’t even know I was doing it. I couldn’t know how much damage I was wreaking on myself by opening the door to these shrieking uglies. Of...

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