High hopes. Dreams. Plans. I always have them. Continue reading
garden ponderings
in the garden
holy ground
“Earth’s crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God,
But only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round and pluck blackberries.”
― Elizabeth Barrett Browning Continue reading
oh me of little faith
Remember those tiny seeds in my hand. Continue reading
planting seeds & good grace
This year my Dad and I are attempting to get a head start on the growing season with the aid of an indoor grow light and a lot of God’s grace. Maybe in a few weeks we will have some seedlings. Maybe not. My impatient and doubting nature showing through the process. Continue reading
the waiting for spring
I imagine it’s no coincidence that the founding church charted out the Lenten season during the waiting for spring.
Redemption, coming to life again…found in the bleak, gray of winter’s end, just when we think it will never come. Continue reading