Or, A TALE OF TWO 5K JOURNEYS It was an accident, you see. I started running, and it was an accident. I went to the gym to try a circuit class a few weeks ago. I got there early with a friend, and we walked a little to warm up on the treadmills. People began to trickle in for the class. I cast furtive glances back at them (“Aha! So that’s how to not get tangled beyond the point of rescue in that thing!”). When the small class gathered,...

Sometimes, a dream is born. You pursue it with everything you’ve got, and it’s easy to pour into it, because you thrive on it. You feel alive in the serving in it. You pray and you know—it was God who laid this dream on your heart. Just like the verse says, right? “Take delight in the LORD, and he will give you the desires of your heart.” Psalm 37:4 What divinely appointed desire he gave your heart! You work and you work and you...

Just a few weeks ago I posted about the cold ground of Winter, and here we are– with longer days and hints of Spring!     In celebration of this season of life and new beginnings, I wanted to give you a little gift. So here you are– three free Spring printables for you! If you fancy any of them, simply click below the image as indicated to download and print away. They are formatted to print easily on regular...

Maybe I’m fanciful, and maybe I’m feather-brained. But this little part of me has always wanted one of these: The same part of me that’s always thought it’d be fun to churn butter, always wanted to wind a clock, always wondered what it would be to washboard my clothes instead of spin-cycle them. Well, Dear Reader. This old soul got her dream come true last week: a honey dipper. And a honey-pot. And with it? Tiny pockets of time...

Hard and cold the winter blows in around here. It settles deep into our soil until the ground is hard, rock hard. And something else happens, too. Sounds… they roll right over that frozen soil, travelling farther than they ever could during the summer months, when tall grass catches them and soft earth swallows them up. In the winter, highways hum at fever pitch, voices tumble from afar, branches crack and groan… it can be a clamor, those...