Truly, truly I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit. John 12:24 (NASB) I really did think the raspberry bush was dead. I’m not the primary gardener in our family; that’s my husband, the garden visionary, shopper, planter,…
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Showing Up
Sunday Morning in Numbers Hours of sleep last night: Six (but no more than one at a time) Minutes to leave the house: 40 Meltdowns over leaving the house: One Minutes to drive to church: 20 Bridges crossed: Two New tunnels driven through: One Minutes to find parking: 20 Blocks walked to church: Four Daughters…
Our Villages
“Raise your hand if you ever taught me in a Sunday school class,” Timmy requests on Sunday morning. I’m sitting in the front row of a fiercely air-conditioned sanctuary, shivering while outside the temperature climbs to 90˚ F before 9:00 AM. I’m not in Germany anymore. Where I am is Virginia Beach Community Chapel, Timmy’s home…
Proximity
“There’s something weird about playing games in the wake of terrible tragedies, but really, games are always played in proximity to tragedy.” John Green Friday morning, while I read about the new adaptation of Jane Eyre, my iPad clinks to life with a pop-up news alert. These are the alerts that usually wake me up in…
History in Skagit Valley
The still grey valleys–Snohomish and Skagit–grow smaller as we keep driving. It’s Sunday morning, early, and Holly and I are on a quest. We’re searching for history. History in general: as we drive east along Highway 20, towards the closed Washington Pass, towns built a century ago still bear the faces of their youth. History…
The Way Home 