Category: The Library
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This Necessary Joy
There are lives I can imagine without children, but none of them have the same laughter and noise. (Brian Andreas, Story People) The house is quiet. Still. Almost eerie. During the summer I often thought to myself (more resignedly than eagerly), “When the kids are back in school, I will get that organized or cleaned…
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A Sort of Quietness
At the darkest moment in the first tale of Narnia, when Aslan’s tortured and humiliated body lies stone dead on the Stone Table, Lewis tells us what Susan and Lucy are feeling: I hope no one who reads this book has been quite as miserable as Susan and Lucy were that night; but if you…
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Another Year
(A re-post, because this is the story of our life, and the only change is the love grows deeper.) New beginning. “We’ll name her Angela.” New steps. “Wake up, sweetie. It’s your first day of school!” New freedom. “I passed my driver exam.” New heartbreak. “He broke up with me!” New growth. “Congratulations on your…
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Godlight in the Woods of Our Experience
It was one of those days yesterday. It was a good day–time alone with Bella-Boo while the boys were at a morning camp, some Olympics watching, laundering and cleaning up, playdates for the kids in the afternoon, Wii and Football playing, a little porch sitting with one of “my dear youth group girls” who’s all…
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Welcoming Summer
Yesterday I dropped Bella off at dance camp and came home to work. My list was long… dirty floors to sweep, kitchen messes to clean, a couple projects I wanted to finish, and a couple a wanted to start. We picked some more black raspberries (they just. keep. coming.) in stifling heat and put away…
A Spring of Joy 