I know a lot of us "need more time," but here's the truth, y'all: we can't get more time. It isn't possible.  Before my kindred spirit, Holly, died, Abba started speaking to my husband and me about how we were stewarding our most finite resource. It was terribly convicting, so we began this life-long journey … Continue reading |reforming|


a life of coming Home.

There is a brisk winter wind today. It stings a little when I breathe, and I am glad. I am glad to have been born in winter, bleak as it often is. This season, as Thoreau once said, encourages us to "lead a more inward life," which is the life I live best. We aren't … Continue reading a life of coming Home.