"...for love is strong as death..." Song of Solomon 8:6 When I was young, I lived in a garden. There was technically a house in that garden, but I wasn't in it very much other than to eat a few bites or to sleep in a glass-walled sun porch that looked out on -- you… Continue reading A dog for every season
Tag: growing up
Is your life in pieces?
If your answer is "yes," I hear you. We all hear you. It's that kind of an era. My short response would be: Don't fear -- God is excellent at putting things back together if you'll just let Him. But, while I have lived long enough to know for myself that this is true, sometimes… Continue reading Is your life in pieces?
Of pink ponies
“Fine Things are reservoirs for the heart.” -- Fennel Hudson, British author I never actually liked the pink pony. It was plastic. Too plastic. Its size made it awkward to store. Too awkward. And, it was really pink. Too pink. No, I didn't like it. But, it was sure hard to see it go into… Continue reading Of pink ponies
Listening to the season 2
“Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths, but the final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands.” Anne Frank, writer, hate-resisting firebrand The other day, our youngest daughter asked me to get something on a high shelf in the kitchen. Our house is old. Our cabinets… Continue reading Listening to the season 2
“Most people don't grow up. Most people age. They find parking spaces, honor their credit cards, get married, have children, and call that maturity. What that is, is aging.” Maya Angelou, American poet Growing up is on my mind these days. Our oldest daughter is in one of those times of transition. Not a full-blown… Continue reading Silver slippers