The Deeper Magic
Hungry and tired, she waited for the campus bus, the visible world reduced to the lamp light’s reach. The chill made her burrow deeper into her jacket, th...
Tag: hope
{Day 5} Welcoming Back Hope
For many years, I took Amtrak everywhere, rather than flying. There were many reasons for this–I enjoyed seeing the beauty of this country and crossing ti...
Creating Space for Beauty
I’ve found that experiencing beauty as a regular part of my day requires cultivating a welcoming space: physical space, such as having a special area to d...
Resurrecting Hope
The past couple of months, as the trees leafed out and the wildflower seedlings poked their tiny heads through the soil, I felt the chill of winter. It could be...
Friday Florilegium
ONE time our good Lord said: All thing shall be well; and another time he said: Thou shalt see thyself that all MANNER [of] thing shall be well; and in these tw...
Friday Florilegium
As the birds build nests, as the furry catkins bud on the willow, new bright green leaves open in the sunniest places, and cherry blossoms begin to pink-tinge t...
Deeper Magic
Worried about the future, a woman stepped out of the campus library into the cold winter darkness. Decisions yet to be made pressed in upon her. Hungry and tire...
Luke 6:45
(I’m joining with Ann Voscamp’s Walk with Him Wednesday blogging community and sharing about a scripture verse I’ve memorized.) I’d alw...
40 Days
“The wind is blowing away the leaves. I can see more of the bus barn, a field of yellow, and trucks like little toys coming and going. They must use the...