Daily writing promptTell us about a time when you felt out of place.View all responses On meat, potatoes, and the voices that keep me moving toward the river The Fork at the Table The scholarship dinner was a stage dressed as a meal. White linen stretched taut. Polished forks winked in the lights. My sister... Continue Reading →
What Youth Spends, Wisdom Keeps
Daily writing promptShare a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.View all responses The Collections That Taught Me Grace I collected things once, the way boys do, as if the world could be catalogued and kept. Stamps torn from perforated sheets, slipped from milky envelopes ordered from the Littleton Stamp Company’s ads in... Continue Reading →
When the Dishwasher Broke, Heaven Moved In
Daily writing promptWhat does your ideal home look like?View all responses Grace in the Mess When I think of an ideal home, I imagine order, silence, everything in its place. But this summer, our dishwasher broke. In the busyness of life, repair slipped down the list, and so my hands found the water again. Morning... Continue Reading →
The City of the Future (and the Weeds in My Soul)
Daily writing promptHow would you design the city of the future?View all responses What if the city of the future wasn’t a gleaming utopia of steel and speed, but a humble haven where even the weeds in your soul could find grace? Beneath every dream city lies the grit of construction. Outside my window, workers... Continue Reading →
Legacy in the Quiet Things
Daily writing promptWhat is the legacy you want to leave behind?View all responses I used to think legacy meant a plaque. You know—a shiny nameplate, maybe a hallway photo where I don't look like I just sneezed. Something official. Something framed. But after 40 years of parenting, teaching, loving, failing, forgiving, and scribbling in the... Continue Reading →
No Anxiety Here
Except When They're on the Roof, Tending the Grill, or Doing Dangerous Things Carefully Spying out the Land What Makes Me Nervous? Henry Enjoying a Summer Moment Not Henry in this moment. Not when he’s lounging in a camping chair—T-shirt, shorts, and bare feet—his head resting on one armrest, knees tucked up, feet gripping the... Continue Reading →
The Day I found the Truth on the Back of a Photograph
Daily writing promptDescribe something you learned in high school.View all responses What I thought I knew. What really happened. And what a wrecked Buick taught me about grace. The Day the Buick Died Memory is a funny thing.It’s not that it lies exactly.It just… edits. More like an impressionist painting than a photograph—blurring edges, shifting... Continue Reading →
It Will Grow Back: Parenting with Scissors and a Smile
What Makes You Laugh?Finding joy, surprise, and grace in the chaos of parenting—and remembering to abide You know God has a sense of humor.He says, “Be anxious for nothing”—and then gives us children. My kids make me laugh. They also make me cry. Sometimes both in the same breath. Like the day I found Lucy... Continue Reading →
What Most People Don’t Understand About Rest (A Lesson from a Red Chair)
Daily writing promptWhat’s something most people don’t understand?View all responses The Throne of Truth (or How a Red Chair Schooled Me at the Botanic Garden) Most people assume rest is about comfort—about soft seats, fewer demands, a little more ease. But I’m learning it’s not. Real rest—the kind that restores you—isn’t found in luxury or... Continue Reading →