What I see from here
These days are full of good things. Good, good, wild, and gorgeous! Today, soaking up these three gorgeous wildling boys and the new all-girl of a pup. Moving as fast as baby steps and as orderly as a toddler Labrador and with the fresh energy of that waiting space between Thanksgiving and Christmas. So much … Continue reading
“Pick up your mat…”
I first noticed his unique legs when he was only days old. He was my only baby who refused to push back, to brace his knees, to heroically ‘stand’ on my lap in all of his fresh baby strength. Unlike the other boys, he didn’t jump in the jumper. Instead, he let his feet slide … Continue reading
Why I don’t laugh at his ghost stories
“Mama,” he said to me, snuggled in with a ragged sheepskin, soccer ball, dinosaur and who knows what else under his blanket, “I saw ghost at the park today.” “A ghost?” I replied, smiling. “Aw. What was it like?” “He was very big. He was not happy. He was not kind.” “Oh. What did you … Continue reading
every member of the home {a positive look at ‘child labor’}
These early years of babies and playgrounds and travels and projects and scrambling about in the morning have been grand! But as babes grow into boys, studies into shiftwork, and huts into houses, I am witnessing a need to strengthen the foundation of my home and family rhythm. Within that realization is the fact that … Continue reading
At the end of this unsummerish summer, I’m stopping in to say a) I HAVE been writing…but posting is one more step in the midst of many little feet, b) I AM thinking…which continues to lead to writing which will eventually be posted when I put up my feet, c) Oh wait, I DID post … Continue reading
The boy who thinks he hates church
Earlier this summer, this post came out. It served as an inspiration for families and congregations across the continent, including myself. I was refreshed in my {challenging, unique, humorous} Sunday Service moments with my {challenging, unique, humorous} wildling sons. That said, we still are ridiculously inconsistent in our attendance, we still breathe within a fluid/flexing/growing … Continue reading
when it’s not that profound…and it is.
We made it to church this morning! {and by “made it to church” I mean that my three wildling boys and I physically entered our local church sanctuary to pray and listen and read and learn with others who participate in Christ} It was restless and lovely and distracting and thought-provoking. Kind of like The … Continue reading
pray always?
I have much to learn about prayer. Really, for a Bible school graduate, it’s somewhat embarrassing that I’m not yet a groomed-and-tuned professional in the area. I mean, it’s just “talking to God”, right? Or wait, isn’t it a private and focused meditative experience? Or…no…it’s warfare! Corporate and pulsing and full of sweat and blood. There’s more … Continue reading
“Get messy!”
Awhile back, someone recommended the “Magic School Bus” as a great children’s resource. We tracked it down and it soon become a regular feature in our book basket and on the screen. The main character, Ms. Frizzle, has a motto: “Take chances! Make mistakes! And geeeettttt MESSY!!!!” Confession: I don’t like getting messy. Chances are … Continue reading
One year ago….
This was me, one year ago this morning. It was 6:00am, I was showered and scared and about to drive to our local health center for my first ever experience with Cervadil in hopes of inducing laor with our youngest, who was apparently about twelve days overdue. One year ago…wow. One year ago, we … Continue reading
Whole Dei 