Count It All Joy

Two years ago, my word for the year was Brave. The word Savor found me heading into 2020. I’d been wondering what this year would hold and what word I’d cling to. (After all we’ve been through, how do you even plan?) It sounds silly, but I asked God for a word at the end…

His Cup of Tea

March 19, 1989. I had to look up the actual date, but the time itself is easy to remember. I first made a profession of faith on Palm Sunday when I was eight years old. I was baptized the following week on Easter Sunday. Thirty-one years later, I realize I made this decision before I…

Anchored

“How’s the temp?” I yelled outside as my husband lit the grill to prep for dinner. “Chilly, but great.” That was all the encouragement I needed to bundle in my housecoat, pour a glass of red, and head outside. 63 degrees and sitting under swaying trees looks a lot different now than it did five…

Little Black Dress

I spent the morning trying on black dresses in preparation for a funeral I don’t have details for yet. The pending service is for a 35-year old woman I’ve known for 10 years. As I pulled a zipper here and adjusted a waistline there, all I could think about were those numbers. My mind drifted…

Spanning Decades

My office is a short commute from where I live… approximately 15 steps upstairs. It was one of the first things that drew us to this house: separate workspaces for both my husband and myself, plus extra room for guests. There are days when I stop to drink it all in. I am doing what…

Do the Thing

Nashville experienced a rare fall weather day in the middle of winter last weekend, so my husband and I had lunch on the lake. We spent time reading and soaking up vitamin D. I chose an old, unread book that had been collecting dust on various shelves for 15+ years. I’d finally finished all the…