Category: Standard of Living

Cornucopia

Deep autumn air Finagles through window seams Invigorating my soul from sleep Cradled by feather pillows And fleece blankets Loves sleep-dreaming around me Rain forest coffee beans Party in my thalamus Crimson pomegranate seeds Plink into the bowl Dark wheat bread lies rustic in…

Rescue

Flashing blue lights Watery in my rear view mirror Rain pounds relentlessly Sirens scream past I pause I pray For whoever is in need For officers risking lives to respond For emergency personnel Who cannot unsee what lies ahead For nurses and doctors Who…

Lessons from screen free week

She handed her shirts to the cashier, and I noticed a theme in the inscriptions of each piece as they were unfurled, scanned, and bagged. “I’m not listening” “The less you care, the happier you’ll be.” (I can’t remember the third one at the…

Broken Mirrors

I was going through an old binder of original and cover songs when I played and sang with friends on a regular basis. I found this song I wrote in 2005. In some ways it feels more relevant today than it did twelve years…

Our “Dave Ramsey” Family

Our family began the year by taking “Financial Peace University” classes offered by our church. Financial Peace University is a course developed by financial expert Dave Ramsey, teaching people to get out of debt and build wealth using a practical budget system and debt…

Minivan Mom

With apologies to minivan moms who would never find stale fries underneath seats and who are comfortable in designer clothes. I salute you! This post originated from a conversation with a best friend yesterday about the stigma of moms and minivans. Since I love…

Potpourri: I Ran Out of Words, Holy Week, and Treasured Moments

I ran out of words this week, to say, to speak, but not to write. We are wrapping up a brutally busy, gloriously wonderful Holy Week including, worship and work and friend and family time. I am one who is often confused as an…

Living Hope in Death

Every time I attend funeral services for an Old Order Mennonite family member or friend, I wish those “outside” could experience their death rituals, rich with culture, community, and faith. The horse-drawn hearse and the four-part-harmony singing make me cry every time. This week…

Poetry, Family, Creation Care

A few weeks before Christmas, I took Our 9 and 6 year-old on a walk through the basement of our house. The goal was to find ten items that I would eventually write a poem about. We play the “describing game” all the time…

Potpourri: no, yes, hope, food

Happy New Year! Our family continues to heal from a grueling last half of 2017, but we are certainly here with more hope and peace than we’ve had in a long time. There are still remnants of illnesses, but overall we are much healthier…

Holy airs versus holy heirs

She became a holy heir because she drank from the living water offered through Jesus Christ. No doubt there were many with holy airs scoffing at the idea that she would ever amount to anything good.

Screen free week activities and insights 

From Monday morning to last evening, Friday, our family participated in a mostly screen free week; no TV, iPad, video games, etc, with the exception of what my husband and I had to use for work. While we monitor our children’s screen time to…

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