Here is something that I want myself to know (and, you too if you need the reminder): our worth is more than our work. Our world tells us again and again to do more so that we can BE more. We should work harder and faster and produce more good things (necessary or not) so
There are few things I love more than books. They’re my favorite gift to give and receive, and this season I have had absolutely the most fun giving away some of my favorites. As the year draws to a close, I want to share a few of the books I have read in the last
Austin and I just got back from traipsing around Charleston for two days. I had never visited, and having celebrated our five year anniversary only a month ago, we relished the opportunity to eat our way through the city. Charleston is beautiful. It is a city of coordinated historic buildings, and mauve (my new favorite
We have come to Good Friday. If you are anything like me, Good Friday is often overlooked in the midst of Easter preparations. Good Friday more marks the beginning of Easter weekend than a day dedicated unto itself. I did not grow up noticing Good Friday much; my church did not have a Good Friday
We live in a fast-paced culture of instant-gratification. Particularly in our day and age, we don’t wait for very much – do we? We have fast food and quick commutes, so it’s no wonder we just can’t handle it when asked to wait in line at the DMV. Waiting is foreign language to us, and
I love good design. I particularly love minimalistic design that is heaping with blank space. In the world of design, there’s a high value placed on blank space. Blank space is the intentional placement of empty spaces in any design piece (often called “white space” because they most often leave the white paper free of
Reflections from our former home, New England: There’s a way of the world here in New England that is unique to the coastal people who have made it their home. As the tide rises and falls, the residents of our little sea-bound town are drawn to the ocean shoreline. In the wee hours
It surprised me, my own heart. Swollen with expectation and disillusionment, it caught me off guard in the middle of that grocery store aisle. Occupied in self-debate, I concerned myself with two comparable cans in either hand: Which brand of stewed tomatoes is best? Which is more authentic? Or should I stew them myself? Now
It’s ironic: we are a culture practically addicted to a busy lifestyle, but when we give ourselves fully to the rapid pace it requires, delight is sapped up and squeezed out. But we are well-trained citizens of this busy world, and we can live without delight for a while. Just as long as everything is getting done, we can get by without enjoying it. Unfortunately, the loss of delight isn’t the only sacrifice we’ll find of the road of the busy life.