When she calls me the first of May with her mayday, with the squalling baby and the stacks of dishes, the sleepless night and the squabbling children, I nod the mother knowing and cradle her cry with what the six and all these years have offered me: God gives green space to the Mamas needing...
And they were calling to one another: “Holy, holy, holy is the LORD Almighty; the whole earth is full of His glory.” ~Isa. 6:3 May your weekend wanderings, kind friends, have you gathering up His glory bits… All’s grace, From the archives:Make a Nature Table ::: Inked in Green ::: More Nature Inspiration ::: How...
Sweet peas grow in the ditches, buttercups along country roads, and Queen Anne in all her lace presides, regal and white, over summer blooming wild. Weekends are for wandering in the woods, slowing to smell the flowers, untamed and free, bringing home a few for the front porch mason jar, the nature table’s old bottle,...
We went for a walk in the forest and soothed our tired minds with the rocking of this wide, green world. He led us to quiet waters. And He let this flock with frazzled synapses, weary bones, fatigued souls…. just sit in the green pastures. Just picnic and stare and listen to long frog songs....
{New York Times Bestseller Christianity Today Books of the Year Award of Merit Recipient}
"[from] one of the most gifted writers I've ever read a book that'll challenge you & mess with you
in the most beautiful of ways..." Lysa Terkeurst, Proverbs 31 Ministries