I Was Born With Them

We partook of a high and holy ceremony this past weekend, two of our dear friends made their marriage vows under an ancient sprawled-out tree at a Lancaster, Pennsylvania winery and the sun was descending at just the right time for the rays to break through and shine between all the branches. The whole scene was lit-to-bursting with Glory Be. After their pledging sacrament, we celebrated here on earth the way we imagined God and all the angels were partying on the other side of the veil. But---NO [ read more... ]

I Am My Children’s Priest(ess)

It was the first thing I did when we started our at-home learning this year, I grabbed their three fledgling hearts and circled them with me on the living room rug and then my mama-body just had all these exhort-emotions lifting up from the soul and I spoke them strong and softly fierce-like over their growing heads---purposed Spirit-words that I don't even exactly remember now, but truly carried the essence and flavor of inspiring these God-sons into becoming more of who they are. Next to all [ read more... ]

A Black Friday Reflection

Their small hearts are so big with compassion and generosity and I pray so good that I can fan to brighter flame the holy emotions that already flicker inside them . . . Love is cross-stiched straight through little-boy, God-pumping aorta and when they get the World Vision Sustainable Gift Catalog in the mail, my little-flesh-shoots come whooping from the front-porch-postbox with manly excitement and all 3 fast-talkers are shouting over each other. They beg me again, this year, if we can bake [ read more... ]

Quotable Family

"It is such a great thing to wake up and look over at you . . . I love you Erika!"  ~ Austin I heard his quiet leaving before the sun-up, the early-waking-working-man slips around like a ninja collecting clothes and various bits for the day. He's gone and I stretch out full across the bed and miss his warmth . . . I miss his warmth just until the text message ring comes to my phone and his love words greet my still sleepy vision, "It is such a great thing to wake up and look over at you . . [ read more... ]

Long Miles And Family Funnies

We road-tripped it to the south side of the Mason-Dixon line, leaving at 4am on a Friday morning because our 3 wee hooligans begged us to depart while it was still black out, exclaiming that adventure is better when you're up before the sun. (Like, duh!!!) We conceded to their enthusiasm for an un-godly exit for our own reasons . . .  I mean, WHO, I ask you, wants to drive through NYC and across the GW Bridge during rush hour? Adrenaline for the kids, caffeine for the adults, we travelled through [ read more... ]