What Hour the Thief Was Coming

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Exploring ancient history and the riddles of long-dead prophets seems like an interesting hobby, and harmless enough. Lately, though, I feel like Indiana Jones, and I’ve just disturbed the rubble over the Lost Ark. A thief entered our home Saturday. My kids and I were home, although we were spared the trauma of ever seeing him. The past few days have been full of the details... Read More

The Best of Resolutions in the “Worst” of Times

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Yesterday my husband and I woke, weak and bleary-eyed, to a dusting of snow that had settled over our house, like a halfheartedly apologetic attempt to cover the events of the day before. The day before, a virus from the underbelly of hell had knocked us on our backsides, wrenching our insides to the outside. I can’t remember ever being so violently ill before. When I ventured... Read More

The Boat Builder

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I doubt Mom anticipated the production of a sea-faring vessel when she brought out the craft box for my begging daughters Saturday. Boat building is always on the agenda for my dad. We just didn’t realize the condition was genetic! The girls had moved on to other distractions, while my oldest boy kept toiling away at his sail-equipped canoe, probably inspired by the ship... Read More

After Four Years of Blogging, I’m Sure: I’m a Mom

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I finished the post below on Monday (except adding pictures). I had tried to veil how frustrated and disappointed I was, because life has become incredibly busy recently. It seemed like the sensible thing to do was end the blog. It has been confusing to sense God leading the exact opposite direction! God specializes in impossibilities, and He is able to make His purposes clear,... Read More

Poem: September’s Gardener

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Sometimes I get some facts written down and some “shoulds” listed, and I completely overlook the Spirit in a circumstance: We have a tree producing spring blossoms in September! I wrote a poem about it — how the bagworms ruined the summer foliage (see my last post), and how the tree is recovering. It’s an unpolished poem, and I wish I would aim these... Read More

The Weeping Cherry Weeps: To Be a Bagworm or a Tree

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She wanted me to take a picture of her and Sunny Bear — a stuffed animal she inherited from my childhood charades in which bear-and-cat couples were married off and settled into homes in quilt-canopied, cardboard box cities. What you can’t see — what I mostly cropped out of the shot — is the damage to the canopy in the foreground. (If you look closely,... Read More

How to Make a Milky Wave (and Other Humiracles)

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My just-turned-four-year-old son… crawled up onto the bed one morning a few weeks ago… and delivered the following tale: “MOM!!! I just had the funniest dream about me ‘n’ Yoda! You’n me’n Yoda fought Dark Bader with huge light sabers until he was in tiny pieces, as tiny as a germ. I took his light saber away, and he fell down a hole — AAAAHpffff!!! —... Read More

“Perfect” Summer: Power in Weakness

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Aaah, summer. “Then followed that beautiful season… Summer… Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood…” – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow I wish I could say my summer has been picture perfect like that. But this summer, stressors hit right along with the waves of... Read More

Wrapping Up the Summer with Hope

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I’m back — limping out of summer silence to touch base again with the blogisphere! I miss this place when I’m away. It keeps me focused on the right things. Soon I’ll post a recap of the past several weeks. When I don’t have time to post here, sometimes I’m still posting photos and quotes on my Letters from the Loft facebook page. (If you don’t... Read More

Runs Like a Deer

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I love the Fourth of July!! It’s my favorite gathering of family and friends all year, next to Christmas. But first thing this morning, I got to see the best fireworks display I’ll see all day: I love sunrises. I should see them more often. 😉 I’m back to running (truly running, not just walking). I dragged myself out of bed this morning and headed out the... Read More