Strike that. I was going to start this with three words: "I'm sorry, but..." So, strike that. By now, I hope you know me. I hope you know my sincere desire not to offend, but to not let up on calling the Church to tear down walls and erase the incessant lines we keep building and drawing to …
Quality Time
Some people remember events of their lives on a timeline. I remember my life by the houses I lived. There have been so many houses in my life, and I am not complaining. Not the least little bit. I have a love affair with houses. I am that person who comes to the Open House without any intention of …
Finding Rhythm
At the top of the stairs, I stopped to take a picture of leashes and reusable shopping bags and an apron from Nano, hanging on hooks behind the side door. The simplicity caught my eye at the end of a day where I'd been doing enough work to make Jack a dull boy. There is a rhythm that runs through …
Recess
I took a break. I went away for a long weekend. I went to Arkansas where I connected with a bunch of writers from (in)courage. It was a good, deep breath of fresh air. I needed a break. I think I've probably been running on empty a lot these days. I am home, now. The plane touched down …
Atlas Girl | A Chat with Author, Emily Wierenga
Here's the thing about the blogging community: we get to know some really amazing people we may never have met, were it not for the Internet. I'm always amazed by the depth of community and the richness of relationship among bloggers. Even still, there are huge swaths of a person's life we just …
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Homesteading
I went home for Father's Day. I had the honor of speaking in a breakout session at The Summit for Change in Washington, DC, and so I flew out to the east coast a few days early, to spend some time in Richmond with my people. My parents moved to this house nearly thirty years ago—right after H …