I have found myself very much sinking into home these past few months. More intentionally making schedules and school and chore charts; deep cleaning areas in our home that have never, since we built it, seen such treatment; and tucking into books and babies and deep nourishment as much as we can. We have been…
I spent the morning moving between the kitchen table, little Ruthie by my side with an open first-grade book, and the sofa, under a blanket and a stack of school papers. Peppered throughout these hours are a continual stream of “Where’s Hannah?” (unless she’s in my lap) and “Hey Joshie, could you try to be…
Work on the addition has continued, with plenty of help from many supervisors… some wearing cookie pajamas. Once the floor was on, we decided to go ahead and paint it to protect it from the rain. Then the walls went up. And they began, with the help of friends and neighbors, to put the floor…
Faithful are the wounds of a friend. Most would agree with that statement. It comes from Proverbs 27:6. If we are honest with ourselves the people who have done the greatest kindness to us in our lives have often been the people that have sometimes wounded us by telling us the truth. The blows of…
