"God is always at work mending our world, even when we struggle to see with the eyes of hope. He lives an eternal Easter, even when we feel stuck in a perpetual Holy Saturday."
As I watch my children grow, I have realized that God frequently gives us more than one Mount Tabor moment in our lives. There are “mini-Tabors” just as there are “mini-Calvaries.”
This year, we had a glorious extended spring, but we also had one very late frost that stunted and damaged several of my more delicate shrubs. I adore the scent of gardenias. And there's something alluring and elusive about a... Continue Reading →