Movements of Morning Prayer
It’s morning, and time for prayer. I uncurl, adjusting to the light. I lay flat, not really ready. I try to form thoughts, but they are slow and drowsy. My brai...
Author: Lindsey Gallant
A northern girl living the island life. Learning "glad and natural living in the recognized presence of God." Writer, book nerd, nature lover. Homeschool mom and Charlotte Mason enthusiast. Prefers pen and paper.
Cultivating a Life of Order and Wonder
Today I’m sharing over at They Call Me Blessed as part of the 30 Ways We Homeschool Blog Party! Click for a peek into our approach to home education:...
Day 13: Pinholes of Prayer
Some days my own small-mindedness and selfishness forms a crust over my spirit. I’m stewing on the inside, hardening on the outside. I lose the ability to be fl...
Day 11: Prayer in the Onion Patch
It’s been a quiet week. I’m slowly feeling my way back into things. I find it easier to pray when I’m moving or working. I was thinking that t...
Day 6: Morning Clarity
This morning, instead of going online first thing, I went to the Psalms. I was still groggy, still a little unfocused. But this is what happened. When my six ye...