I come through the back door from an evening walk to find the kids noshing on shrimp alfredo. We wake early and preheat the oven for homemade bread. . . .
Write a Rule of Life
Yesterday, my ten-year-old son and I finished reading the book Where the Red Fern Grows. Obviously there were tears. Side note that the book serves as . . .
Retreat: An invitation to reenter your life
For most of my life, the word retreat has been synomynous with the church. I can't tell you how many youth group retreats I went on in high school or . . .
Listening Tour: The Importance of Eavesdropping on your own Life
In January, our family visited the Blue Ridge Tunnel in Nelson County, Virginia. The old railroad tunnel, built by Irish immigrants and enslaved . . .
The Barn at the End of the Road
For the better part of a year, I've been walking past the same barn at the end of our road. It's pretty picturesque with a wide rolling hill, . . .
My Word of the Year: On Liminal Space, Loneliness and Crossing Over
My word of the year is liminal. Yeah, I know. It's weird. Why couldn't I have chosen something like rhythm, contentment, peace, joy? I would have . . .
Underline Everything: My Favorite Books on Rhythms & Margins
I write a lot over here on simple rhythms and spacious margins, but it wasn't the original intent of this space, nor was it a practice that came . . .
Planting Season
I've been quiet on the blog the last few weeks. None of us has lived through a pandemic before and to be honest, I didn't know what to say. This . . .
Do What’s In Front of You
A few days ago, an acquaintance offhandedly asked how things were going. "Well, my brain feels like it's swimming in information overload," I replied. . . .
The Art of Undercommitting
Yesterday, my nine-year-old twins went in for their well visit at the pediatrician. We ticked through all the health items first: what are they eating . . .