If I am not good to myself, how can I expect anyone else to be good to me? -Maya Angelou It’s taken me a lot of work to learn to love myself. I often describe myself as a “recovering perfectionist.” I can be hard on myself. My expectations are high. I’ve often felt like …
I lay the project down, fingers outstretched to relieve the cramping in both hands. The yarn wrapped tight along my size 10 needles. There are “tight knitters” and “loose knitters” I’ve been told, and I happen to be a tight knitter. A very tight knitter. I could barely get the needle beneath the yarn to …
Reflected Hi friends. I know it doesn’t seem like I’m writing, but I am. In an effort to write with more intentionality, I’ve embarked on a self-imposed Advent Writing Challenge. I am working through Kate Bowler’s Advent Devotional, “The Season of Waiting (and waiting…and waiting…). Kate is a NYT bestselling author and associate professor of …
Rooted 2020 and 2021 were largely dumpster-fire years. It all feels like a blur honestly – long, monotonous days confined to our home, separated from our friends and loved ones. Grief, over what seemed to be a bombardment of loss, after loss, after loss. But today as I put my garden beds to sleep for …
We timidly walked up to the old church building, a beautiful stone edifice that has ministered on the same street corner downtown for over a century. Years ago, the local soup kitchen purchased the building when the church had dwindled in size. For that reason, it was difficult to find the entrance to the meeting …