Fruit that Endures

Fruit that Endures

The slick website invited me to take a productivity assessment.  This should be interesting, I thought, scanning the piles of papers, laundry and dishes stacked around me.  Let’s see how productive I am. Ten minutes later, I had my answer.  Turns out I’m “not quite a...
Martha’s Many Things

Martha’s Many Things

I am a Mary at heart, a Martha by trade. Today’s feast of St. Martha has me thinking of both of them and the tug within each of us:  the longing for intimacy with God and the pressing needs of life.  I don’t need to repeat the story of the two sisters.  It...
He Speaks into Our Silence

He Speaks into Our Silence

I ran into a friend recently, another mom with lots of littles, at an indoor trampoline park.  It was a sizzling summer day in Phoenix and we’d both reluctantly shelled out too much money for a few hours of much-needed activity for the kids. The place was loud....
Today, Little Boy, I Choose You

Today, Little Boy, I Choose You

Life is so very busy right now, dizzying in its demands.  The days rush by, a whirlwind of laundry, housework, paperwork, appointments, driving, cooking, cleaning, studying, working, parenting, praying.  Each day orchestrating this family of eight is its own little...