Every Day Faith. Faith Every Day.
Recently I was reviewing the daily listings I had recorded in my gratitude journal during January, and I noticed something I didn’t expect to see. Nearly every day my list of three or four “gratitudes” included at least one interaction with another person: Catching up with Summer over coffee. Stopping on the bike path to…
The wind is gusting hard this morning. Tree branches clash and clink, coated in ice; twigs screech across the sunroom window like fingernails on a chalkboard. From my desk I watch the sparrows spilling seed at the feeder, the dark-eyed Juncos pecking at the dirty snow. High up on the trunk of the river birch…
“You complain all the time,” she said, turning around from the passenger seat to look me in the eye as I sat squashed between our two sons. “You are relentlessly negative.” Only a sister could make such a declaration and live to tell about it. My first reaction was defensiveness. “I am not relentlessly negative,”…
Late last summer I finally admitted to myself that I’d been struggling with low-level depression and discontent for a while, and so, I made the call I’d dreaded making. Honestly, I didn’t want to make an appointment with my counselor because I didn’t want to do the hard work I knew would be inevitable. I…
Now that I’m catching my breath from the release of True You, I can get back to regular programming around here. And the first order of business for the new year is always a favorite books post. In 2018 I read 58 books (not counting a handful I didn’t finish), compared to 44 in 2017…
