There is a patch of earth that lies fallow all winter. I pass the plain brown dirt on my daily path. Every year I await signs of spring, one of which is the tilling of The Garden. The covering of dull dirt is a disguise for the rich soil beneath. When painstakingly turned, the deeper … Continue reading The Garden
Surprised by Grief
Sometimes tears pop out of my eyes for no reason. At least, I don’t usually know why at the moment it happens. It is unexpected, and it hits in the most unlikely of places. I am familiar with how much my senses can trigger my tears. I remember when Hannah was traveling the world for … Continue reading Surprised by Grief
My Next Door Neighbor
My next-door neighbor, the Mountain, has been wrestling with the weather the past few weeks. He revels in the season of hibernation just like a sleeping bear who hates being roused from his sleep. I have watched as he has slowly pulled a quilt of green from his foot to his head, like a blanket … Continue reading My Next Door Neighbor
The Bionic Woman-Who-Does-Too-Much
In our last episode, we left the Woman-Who-Does-Too-Much in a precarious predicament. After a routine hike through the woods her non-bionic knee swelled up like a grapefruit. In an effort to continue doing too much, she wrapped it, iced it, and carried on. To no avail. Eventually she gave in and went to a medical … Continue reading The Bionic Woman-Who-Does-Too-Much
What Kind of God…?
What kind of God clothes himself in flesh? What creator forms and then inhabits his creation? What divine presence comes forth from the womb of a woman? What God gives himself over to his enemies to be tortured and killed, and then saves them all with the very blood they drew from him? What kind … Continue reading What Kind of God…?
Sweet Dreams
In my dreams, Mom is either talking and sharing wisdom or lost and unreachable. There is no in between. As a life-long dreamer I have become a student of my dreams. Some, I write off to whatever I had for dinner the night before. Others contain insights and perspectives I have never considered before. Some … Continue reading Sweet Dreams
You Never Forget
You never forget.They say once you learn to ride a bike you never forget. Turns out the same is true of driving the little MA carts at the grocery store. (in case you were wondering, MA stands for Mario Andretti) I haven’t driven one in years…since my right knee turned on me. But today, I … Continue reading You Never Forget
Guest Blog
Today I am sharing a guest blog written by my sister Melinda Jenkins. Our dementia journey with Mom is a difficult one for all of us. These words are Melinda's perspective as we continue to walk through the seasons of this dreaded disease with grace that only God can give. Leaving the Winter Season and … Continue reading Guest Blog
International Women’s Day
Our curves are our blessing…or our curse. Too many, and we are told we are lazy and undisciplined. Too few, and we are compared to a stick or a rail. These bodies we inhabit are never what we want them to be. Too tall and we are giants. Too short and we are elves. Curly … Continue reading International Women’s Day
Wars and Rumors of War
Oh God. We have strayed so far from the garden where we walked and talked with you in the cool of the evening. Where you fellowshipped with us face to face. Where you shared your heart with us and for us. Where we were open with you and without secrets. Where we rejoiced in your … Continue reading Wars and Rumors of War
Michelle's Mosaic 