Heaven’s Poetry and Clumsy Wise Men

Here is our Wise Man. We’ve known him for over thirty years, ever since my mother-in-law gave us our Avon nativity, year after year adding a new grouping to the tableau our… Continue reading right here

Sometimes You Really Need a Reason

Sometimes I need a reason to go on. A reason to do the next thing when the next thing feels like the sum of every single hard, scary next thing I’ve ever… Continue reading right here

When the Word Lies Dormant, Hope Does Not

I woke last Black Friday morning with an unfamiliar ache. I’m not being figurative here. My thighs ached. I reached for my friend Advil to go with my coffee. Then I remembered… Continue reading right here

Unscripted Blessings

{I hope you’re like me. As in I hope your memory is as flawed as mine is. I’m reposting today because the rest of life, the non-writing part, is closing in. So… Continue reading right here

Attack of the Widgets

So, here is my official apology for sending out a practice widget to one and all this weekend! Chalk this one up to a technologically overloaded brain. Even so, I would love… Continue reading right here

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Girl Meets Boy: Holiday Edition

{The holidays are coming, and we are gonna eat around here. I’ve learned a thing or two over the years about cooking for men, and I’m re-sharing them with you here today…… Continue reading right here

Why “Shake it Off” is a Good Life Skill (Maybe If You’re Twelve and Life is Good)

Taylor Swift, thank you. Thanks for yet another upbeat song for my running playlist. Thanks for hopping up my granddaughters on your mojo so that every day with them is a happy… Continue reading right here

When Grace Doesn’t Feel Like Enough

{I wrote today’s post before spending all day Tuesday in the ER with my husband. He’s still here (not in the ER, thank goodness, but in the hospital) and doing well in… Continue reading right here

Excuse Me, There’s Vomit on Your Shoe

Don’t even get me started talking about Refuge Coffee. I have that obsessive edge starters get at the beginning of something. I’m insufferable. It’s all I want to talk about. I’m sorry,… Continue reading right here

If You’re Not a Hoarder You Might Be This (Or Confessions of a Neatness Addict Mom)

This is an extra busy season of life at the Murray house. Weddings, holidays, new non-profit business, to name the most obvious reasons for more disorder than I am comfortable with in… Continue reading right here

What To Do When God Waits

About the time my husband graduated from seminary, there was this über spiritual fad going around. Don’t send resumés to find a job; just wait on the Lord. Thankfully, Bill is not… Continue reading right here

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