Coming Home
Austin and I just got back from traipsing around Charleston for two days. I had never visited,…
The Good of Hard Work and Housework
I scanned the isle of colorful cleaning supplies intensely. My eyes fluttered from a bright purple brand…
Pulling Up the Tent Pegs
I woke this morning to a living room I did not recognize. It was a skeleton of…
On Getting Older (Or: Preparing for Rest)
I held the hot washcloth to my face just a moment longer. Particularly pressing around my eyes,…
Good Friday: An Invitation to Grieve
We have come to Good Friday. If you are anything like me, Good Friday is often overlooked…
The Lord’s Supper: From Egypt to Easter
I hold the plate delicately. It feels light in my hands, and yet bears an unspoken weight….