I’ve been sick since the beginning of the month. At first, I thought it was just my Idaho allergies on the fritz because of the different climates I’d spent time in last month. But then, on Mother’s Day, I declined. It took two weeks and several days of antibiotics, but I’m feeling better. I didn’t continue reading…
Category: Faith
Walking out what you say you believe
Keep Waiting
We’re still in Hawaii but we’ll come home this week. We have another trip at the end of the month, so all the plans have me thinking my husband’s description of traveling: Hurry up and wait. Years ago I learned about the idea of choosing a word for the year instead of a resolution. It continue reading…
What choice gives you
I used to make myself finish a book before I started a new one. Somewhere during the last year or two, I picked up a second book and before a hot minute, it quickly spiraled. My currently-reading shelf is almost competing with my to-be-read shelf and I feel like I need to rein it in. continue reading…
Coming home after you run away
My friend ran away for an hour when she was young to tell some girls why she couldn’t play with them. When she came home, her mom and dad made her sit on the front curb while they had a meeting without her, to discuss whether they would allow her back in the family. I continue reading…
Grace bombs for the long haul
I’ve heard the LGBTQ+ community showers people with love-bombs. But I don’t think they’re only group who accepts converts and postulants with rejoicing. The LDS church here in Boise sent a crew to help us move and bring dinner, even though we did not attend their church. The church we attended didn’t send anyone. Well, continue reading…