Photo Credit: PDP, via Pixabay The other day I needed a new dress. I crossed my fingers and reached far back into dark hole section of the closet in search of an unworn dress that I faintly remembered. It was one of two dresses I’d brought home for my husband’s approval on the weekend…
Photo Credit: Nithya Ramanujam, via Free Images A few weeks ago, I asked my online Bible study buddies to share how we could practically wash the feet of those in our circle of influence. We’d just read that story in the Gospels, and I thought I’d get the typical Sunday School answers. But one…
Photo Credit: Curtis Copeland Photography My husband is an awesome hugger. Every day, when I get home from work, we share this ritual where we stand in the kitchen. I am on one side by the sink, and he is leaning up against the island. We look each other square in the…
Photo Credit: Samuel DaSilva, via Pixabay One of the tough questions I have to answer when I meet with my spiritual accountability partner is “Are the ‘real you’ and the ‘visible you’ consistent?” Really? No. My answer is always no. No, because the “real me” is a whiny, self-centered, messed up blob of flesh….
Photo Credit: Terri-Ann Hanlon via SXU We finally did it. We found the perfect spot on the wall for the clock. We listed the oval time piece on our wedding registry, but it has been collecting dust in the back of the closet for almost five years. Progress, I told my husband. We are…
Right now, I am sitting cozy on the couch under my new blue blanket. I love a good blanket. Don’t you? My husband’s thermostat is about ten degrees hotter than the rest of the world, so I have a wicker basket in the living room with a collection of throws and quilts. When friends come…