Sweet Pea Seedling
I need to go and sit beside a sweet pea seedling. To touch its tendrils reaching for something to grab hold of, the ballast for the way ahead, the ladder to he...
Category: life
Things found under the loveseat cushion: A list
A list of things I pulled out from under the loveseat cushion today: 2 harmonicas (64 Chronomica and Marine Band key of D) 1 yellow dinky car 1 Kinderegg plasti...
Not a “Real” Gardener: When Sanctification Doesn’t Come Naturally
The other day I was weeding the jungle of a garden and it came to me, why I keep going with the garden even though it does not come naturally, even though my gr...
Still in the Story
When I’m tired, the words don’t flow like they usually do. Inspiration is lost by the sheer effort needed to form cohesive thought. But all this helps: Watching...
Faith for ordinary days {& Christmas in May!}
Abraham, Did you ever get tired of the little things along the way? I mean, you had this grand and glorious promise, but some days must have seemed long. There ...