I hadn’t planned it would be, but this time at Camp Nana has become sort of a reflecting post. In between visits from neighbors and family who are quite comfortable using Nana’s revolving door, I’ve had a few unplanned minutes here and there to...
Moving has kicked my tail. The last time I remember exerting this much physical energy, consistently, over more than a week, was when I spent a month working in the dining hall of a Young Life summer camp. I went to bed each night feeling like my body couldn’t...
I’ve settled in to my last afternoon stint at our local coffee shop that sits at the base of the Blue Ridge. This is my version of Cheers. The days I come when Marsha’s working, she’s started my chai tea latte before I’ve pulled my laptop out...
Marriage snuck up on me. Just when I decided I really knew what my 5-to-10 year trajectory was going to look like and was confident that a boy-free me was best suited for that plan–God spoke. The very first time I heard the voice of the Lord was when He...
There are about 5 years of my life that wouldn’t show up on anybody’s map. I held a variety of part-time jobs. Surrounded by others making a dent, I made a faint imprint. I had no visible ministry and, arguably, no impact. I had become the person I once...
I’m pretty sure she was too mature to participate in the countless hours I spent with my other friends making prank phone calls on my double-sided Swatch phone, but I know for a fact we logged lots of time laying across my bed talking about our future husbands....
