Hill and Dale

We came to England for two reasons: first, that my husband could log long hours of research for his PhD, but second, that when he had finished (I use the word loosely), we could rest and recharge. Fourteen years we've been church planting, but we'll return home to a new season. This mini-sabbatical is our... Continue Reading →

Still to See

This morning there are a million things to do. Sticky things, like planning for a major trip--tickets, insurance, money, lists--the wrapping up of another school year, tests, did I do that yet? and what if I forget? I have that sense that if I am not careful, the world outside my windows will start to... Continue Reading →

When the noise is too much.

I want to work a little to swim out past the pea-soup fog to get clear. I want to look over my shoulder and see definitively the smog left. behind. I want to head upstream past the sad remains of yesterday’s convenience of accidental casualties of tomorrow’s nightmare. Enough. There are still springs cold as... Continue Reading →

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