Category Archive: Thoughts

The Brave Hesitant

Readers, thank you for listening to my ramblings here. I have had a shift in what I want to write about. (Perhaps you’ve noticed that my posts are less  and less about crafty… Continue reading


  I am struggling with our abundant American life. And my abundant American sense of entitlement. My lack of care for what goes on in the rest of the world and instead I… Continue reading

Pulling Weeds

I love how God uses seasonal changes to get me thinking about spiritual changes. Though I am not much of a gardener (yet), I have enjoyed pulling some weeds in the yard this… Continue reading

Hurling toward the future

Where to begin. I really have no idea. What I do know is that there are a million things running through my mind and my heart lately and I don’t know what to… Continue reading

Farmers Markets and Figs

Something I love about the farmers market is the opportunity to connect with your community, along with buying delicious, locally-grown food (obviously!). As a mother of littles, it can be so refreshing to… Continue reading

Thoughts on Compassion

Stirrings and Questions Do you ever feel God stirring in your heart, yet you don’t know what to do about it? Feel compassionate, but no outlet for it? Desire to help others, but… Continue reading

A Few Things I’ve Learned About Surprise Parties

This is NOT a How-To, these are just some of my own, personal reflections. -Have a Plan to Get Your Birthday Boy/Girl Out of the House Pretty obvious, right? Have a friend take… Continue reading

My heart drawn to eternity

Big Brother and I walk slowly down the basement steps-a mini adventure for him-to get a can of coconut milk for our smoothie.  A Josh Garrels song echoes in the background and I… Continue reading

What We’re Dancing To: Brooke Fraser – Flags

“Music is what feelings sound like”  – Unknown Author Sometimes there’s nothing better than a piano and a a single voice. The piano itself stirs my heart and moves me to tears. And… Continue reading

Even the Smallest of Details

I love how God speaks to me in my own language. Being an artist, He often gets my attention through the seemingly insignificant things….like pouring cream into my cup of coffee. But oh,… Continue reading