photo credit here in the black of midnight at the Beasleys, when the house holds its breath, you feel the quiet settle over you, like a blanket. the hum of the ice maker, the click of the heater – all lull you into exhausted sleep. until. from the tiniest bed in the...
photo credit here It’s a time for resolutions — for burying vices and resurrecting good intentions. It’s a time for renewal – for a clean slate, a fresh start, a new beginning. It’s a time for hope – that last year’s pain might be crumpled alongside Christmas wrappings and discarded...
photo credit here the fourth digit on my left hand is ringed in a halo of white gold and diamonds and i blush proud as the cashier at the grocery store names it the prettiest she has ever seen. not one hour later, tears burn hot against the backs of my eyes, pricked fresh from the...
photo credit here there’s a reason that Hollywood keeps making superhero movies. here it is: we keep watching them. why? my humble opinion: because the good guy wins. not so in life. we trudge daily through a world where beauty is marred by brokenness, where headlines...
you might be sitting across a table, exchanging nervous glances and thousand-watt grins, on your first excursion back into dating after a hard break-up … or maybe you’re having your fingers bathed in puppy breath, staring into the begging eyes that peek through the cage at a local...
photo credit here sometimes, you learn the hard way. and so i’ll share, what i know now, with scraped knees – this kernel that i keep chewing, back of my mouth, about grieving and living and what it means to live with, not just alongside. i lost someone dear to me, again. ...
i keep trying to remember what we were discussing that day, all those many years back, she and i sitting there wrapped in our pre-baby bodies and spouting the sorts of grand ideas you have about marriage before you actually walk the aisle. before the men we imagined became the...
forget forest fires or tornadic winds. the ash tree’s greatest threat? a tiny beetle “The truth that many people never understand, until it is too late, is that the more you try to avoid suffering the more you suffer because smaller and more insignificant things begin to torture you...
photo © 2010 Billy Lindblom | more info (via: Wylio) i’ve never seen eight inches of snow before … Southern born and bred, i’m used to doing a snow dance for a mere “wintry mix” of one or two inches, which is enough to keep all school buses below the Mason-Dixon...
And behold, the star that they had seen when it rose went before them until it came to rest over the place where the child was. When they saw the star, they rejoiced exceedingly with great joy. Matthew 2: 9b-10 they were late to the party. not late as in fashionably — late as in late. as...
photo credit here some mornings, to breathe in is to battle. from that first moment of ceiling stare, of covers pulled to chin, you assess the day like an enemy enclosing, and you wonder if that chink you carry in your armor will hold. and you pray. this week, i woke heavy nearly every day,...
there’s an ol’ saying — one that your Paw Paw might have said — that argues that “you can’t be just a little bit pregnant.” it’s a statement against being lackadaisical or lukewarm.it’s a call to exercise conviction, and its metaphor applies to...
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