The summer is nearly over, friends. With the scorching of June and the blessed reprieve of a slightly cooler July, I can’t wrap my mind around the nearing end of this season. In just a few short weeks I’ll be sharpening my metaphorical pencil and heading back to classes, tossed into the throws of academia. How did we get here, to this mark past the mid-point of this year? Of 2015, which just seems to have started a few days ago when the word faithful wrapped itself around me like a blanket of comfort for what I knew may be a difficult year.
About a year ago Shape magazine randomly showed up in my mailbox. I hadn’t ordered it and according the the credit card people at my bank, I hadn’t been charged […]
My bible study has been focusing on the Priscella Schriver study “Armor of God” and for the last 2 weeks we’ve stayed on the chapter of faith. Last week I […]
I woke up thinking about adoption. It’s funny, lately I’ve been dreaming about it, the topic heavy on my heart and intersecting all that I do. A few weeks ago, […]
There are some things that Montana does best. Dark mountains against grey skies is one of those things. For a season in our marriage we lived in on one of […]