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When The Almighty Hides Us

I read a story from Corrie Ten Boom in her book, A Prisoner And Yet. Corrie tells about her experience of arriving at a concentration camp and passing through the guards searching for any contraband. She had a bible hidden in her dress. She wanted to keep this bible so she prayed: “Lord, cause now […]

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Focused VS. Simplified

I have to admit in some ways I love minimalist, simplicity, eating farm to table, the capsule wardrobe. There is a classic elegance, a graceful way of living when we are able to say that nothing else is needed. When one candle on the table is enough. Just a few perfect flowers in a vase. […]

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The Storied Home

It’s sort of a funny story about the old couch with “good bones.” My husband and I both had noticed it sitting at the curb like trash being thrown away. It was free to anyone who wanted to drag it away. So, about nine o’clock at night once it was dark enough to not be […]

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A House That Feels Like Home

It’s brick and stone say, “far enough.” It’s door politely asks, “knock first.” It’s front garden reveals, “they sip coffee early in the morning here, there in the wicker chairs behind the purple iris’s.” The foyer forgets to be modest and proclaims to everyone, “forgive the shoes, and jackets, and piles of mail, the mud […]

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Small Dinners

I’m thinking about the havens we create. What we allow in and what we say no thank you to. What we compromise on and what we hold our ground on. What is required for each of us to say, “I can rest here.” Towels. Big, fluffy, towels fresh from a dryer with the scent of […]

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A Season At Home

One winter I napped with a newborn daughter beside me, or sometimes she laid on my chest, but either way as the morning hours turned to afternoon we dozed, ate, and experienced the newness of life. I prayed, I promised impossible things. I planned her days would be perfect, all of them. The perfect balance […]

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