Noticing November
Hello friends! I haven’t been around much online, as you may have noticed. I have been working hard on my post-concussion recovery. The good news is I am starti...
Category: thanksgiving
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...
The Deepest Secret of Joy
The bread is warm, and the coffee is fresh, and morning prayer is sung by a cooing six-month old. Outside the rain is pounding and drumming, but inside we are s...
The beauty of the earth
Ivy Joy. You are the thrush that sings in the morning, sweet with joy from the crown of the tree. You are the laurel about my head, victory green and new. You ...