Letting November Go

It started by mourning the loss of my mother. Her death hit me so hard, that I am still in disbelief that it happened at all. I have a frozen image of her in my mind, living, breathing and I miss her like the dickens. November, all 30 days of it, I had forgotten who…

Becoming Less

year by year day by day week by week hour by hour minute by minute second by s.e..c…o….n…..d……    

Breakfast

Harmonize with What’s on the Chopping Block, a new blog I started after realizing I salivate just by looking at food photos and the love affair I have with my cutting board.

Complacency

The battle this morning is nothing new. Its charge of complacency settles within, while I rock in this chair under clouds and sun rays, pulling me deeper into shades of grey. I can hear Your whispers, like a soft tap on my shoulder. I try to listen, but with the world so loud, I can…

Torn

I want to write, but I have no words to say, no thoughts provoked, no memories to recant. The urgency to produce is wild, reckless even. For though this chair holds me down, pulling words from the unknown, my view distracts and catapults me out into an enticing trance of intoxication.

Strategizing Nature

“If I put my hand there and my foot there and bend to the left, dropping my knee there, yes,” I thought, pondering if any other twister moves are necessary to tip toe around the icy rocks and thorn bush over the bank edge. “I can do this.” One boot in, “um, okay, hand here,…

Intoxicated by Infusion

For a moment, I am intoxicated, losing focus as snow falls on the road before me like grated Parmesan cheese. Infusing my nostril hairs with goodness, the smell of flour and yeast fill my car. For a second, I am no longer aware of my surroundings and my instinct is to slow down or pull over. But…

Intertwined Thankfulness

My heart is warm and my cup hath runneth over. I am thankful, blessed, honored, humbled, encouraged, loved, and so much more than these feelings and emotions attached to them could ever mean. Christ has infused many people into my life, if one were to look at the pattern from afar you might see a…

Shifting into the Shade

Peeking above the trees in the distance, the sun glistens and dances on the water below me. I had no plans today, but my mind has other ideas. Reminding myself of the reason to be out on the deck in the first place, in 40 degree weather, I collect my thoughts and move toward embracing…

Not Yet

In a society of over commitments, here I am again, finding my path to Christ in a new city. I crave to be with Him, sit at His feet, connect with His body, but when should the heart of a “yes” person put on the brakes to say, “not yet?” Over the years I’ve developed…

Morning

Warmth over takes my body as blankets mummy around it warding off the crisp cool air that has started to cling on strands of auburn.