Coming Home
Austin and I just got back from traipsing around Charleston for two days. I had never visited,…
Austin and I just got back from traipsing around Charleston for two days. I had never visited,…
We have come to Good Friday. If you are anything like me, Good Friday is often overlooked…
Reflections from our former home, New England: There’s a way of the world here in…
It surprised me, my own heart. Swollen with expectation and disillusionment, it caught me off guard in…
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.
Words have always played a prime role in my life. Some of my most defining moments in…