mother’s prayer :: holiness for them
Can you take this mother-wretch and make me holy? Not for my sake, but for theirs? I can live with my ugliness, but they do not deserve to. Take the bitte...
Category: a life of prayer
noon prayer :: autumn bounty
Christ, our God, to Thee we raise this our hymn of grateful praise: For the small, warm hollow of my baby’s neck For hot pink beets dug fresh from the coo...
A Renewed Prayer Habit: Gathering Treasures at Noon
It’s no coincidence that this time of year turns my thoughts toward thankfulness. It is well known that a habit of gratefulness has many benefits. This ti...
Summer and the Givenness of Grace
It’s been internet ages (aka almost three weeks) since I’ve posted anything! What ever happened to the end of June? What happened to my month of prayer? W...
When You Need to Push Pause on Life
There are days I seem to be living life in fast forward. It can wear me out and chew me up. Voices garble, movement is jerky, and in the frenzied passing of sce...