How to grow in rocky places
I don’t know about you, but these months of the pandemic have been humbling for me. There’s something about all the unsettledness of it—the rising deaths, the physical distancing, the…
Hope for the messy moments
I smile as I pass the new sign below my neighbor’s mail slot: “Please no junk mail. (I love you.)” I smile because there, in gold and turquoise, is a…
Comfort when life is messy
Welcome! Pull up a chair. If you’re reading this online rather than via email, you’ll notice that I’ve been working this week to transfer my blog to a new home…