Good morning... "I don't understand anxiety and depression," she said after returning home from a funeral. Our daughter's 22-year-old brain was trying to process why her good friend's mother would take her own life. We both agreed. Because it is not happening to us, it is impossible for any of us to comprehend the swirling storm of anxiety [...]
Good morning... "Breathe into the glory of this day," her voice set the table for our verbal feast. "Cold is coming. Thanksgiving is approaching. At harvest we gather love to share." Then she read aloud a blessing to begin our sacred hour. "Today we have gathered and we see that the cycles of life continue," her voice soothed [...]
Good morning... When I drive solo I drive in silence. No radio. No podcasts. No books on tape. I look around. I think my thoughts. I take in beauty, town to town. I notice. I wonder. I process life. While driving through the colorful hills of North Carolina this weekend, a bumpersticker smiled at me, "Life is good." [...]
Good morning... When we are emptied out by the harshness of life, we dig deeper into God and are filled full in new ways. Each of our posts this week have touched on this theme: as we surrender our own expectations, God's higher ways begin to emerge. Touch the "Past Blog Posts" button below to review our everyday [...]
Good morning... Morning by morning, I begin empty, open, thirsty. In each day's first hours, I silently pray, "LORD, please fill me up with Your endless love." I envision my mind, my heart, and my soul as three empty jugs. One vessel (my mind) collects timeless truths from the Creator, the Father, the Almighty, the Maker of all. [...]
Good morning... How happy was I when this peaceful photo graced my iPhone yesterday? Renewal. Redemption. Restoration feels sweet. After Sunday's messy mishap (see yesterday's post, I Made A Mess), Kitty Crenshaw sent six celebratory emojies beneath this pristine picture of the unstained carpet in her gorgeous guest room. Whenever I think of this beautiful bedroom, I will [...]
Good morning... I woke early in Kitty Crenshaw's gorgeous guest room on Sunday. Everything was so soft, so simple, so serene. So I made some coffee, puffed up the pillows, and cozied beneath the covers to visit my notes from the day before. Several pages held my handwriting, capturing timeless truth Betty Skinner had effortlessly brought up from [...]
Good morning... At home in my skin. This is how I feel when I am with Kitty Crenshaw, co-author of my favorite book The Hidden Life Awakened. "Wait right there," Kitty said Friday before disappearing through the sliding glass door into her condo, soon returning to the back porch with her phone. "I have to take your picture. [...]
Good morning... This Sabbath morn, join me as I read quietly aloud the Message translation of Psalm 23. God, my shepherd! I don’t need a thing. You have bedded me down in lush meadows, you find me quiet pools to drink from. True to your word, you let me catch my breath and send me in the right [...]
Good morning... Within a few short hours, yesterday's morning message morphed into more. Witnessing the Spirit expanding among us, touch base with God's organic growth in our past post, In Our In-Between. Listen to me now. Give me your closest attention. Do farmers plow and plow and do nothing but plow? Or harrow and harrow and do nothing [...]
