For half the summers of my life I spent the majority of my time in an open field, planting, picking weeds, and harvesting oh so many vegetables which we than sold at a road side stand at a local family owned farm. My hands would always be stained a deep purple/red from harvesting beets […]Read More But the Lord sustains you
I close my eyes to take in the fullness of my senses, baskets balls bouncing creating their own rhythm and song, birds chirping, the gentle hum of the highway traffic. I am exhausted, running on less than five hours of sleep after a 3 a.m. morning drive home after my brothers hockey tournament and helping run […]Read More At days end
From the moment I got up I felt like I was just getting by, just managing to pull myself out of bed, just making it through my Wednesday morning workout with one of the mom’s in the community, just making do while trying to have intentional conversation with her. Just fumbling my way through conversations […]Read More Breathing deep
Having been born and raised in the country for all the early years of my life I never expected to at the age of 24 be making a home in an apartment building minutes from two major highways in one of the largest cities in the country. Growing up having a backyard garden, all the […]Read More From the dead end road to the city.