by Lisa-Jo | Oct 18, 2011 | Faith
We play this game, my kids and I. A game of extravagant, one-upmanship designed to color in the vibrant shades of how we feel about each other. We use our favorite word crayons, markers and finger paints to spell out our feelings. I love you more than pizza. I...
by Lisa-Jo | Oct 13, 2011 | Callings, Faith, Motherhood
This post is for my little cousin, Bronwen, who’s at the one year mark of motherhood. And it’s for you. This post is for those days when “getting over yourself” is the last thing an exhausted, I-can’t-take-it-anymore, run down mother needs to hear. Can I just...
by Lisa-Jo | Oct 10, 2011 | Callings, Faith
And I get her out of the bath and wrap her up in shiny, skeins of softness that compliment her still brand new skin. I burrito her into my arms and we both laugh and the air smells like baby lotion and love. These are my big moments. No one sees them but me and her. I...
by Lisa-Jo | Oct 9, 2011 | Faith, Sunday
Psalm 23 A psalm of David. 1 The LORD is my shepherd, I lack nothing. 2 He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, 3 he refreshes my soul. He guides me along the right paths for his name’s sake. 4 Even though I walk through the darkest...
by Lisa-Jo | Oct 5, 2011 | Callings, Faith, Family
All the dishes get done even if all the laundry doesn’t. I wipe down that table top that wobbles on four legs that have been loosely unhinged ever since we had boys. Paper towel and hand smooth over the old paint splotches that won’t come off and the scratches that no...
by Lisa-Jo | Oct 3, 2011 | Faith
I feel it in my hand. Gossamer fine, delicate thread. I hold it loosely to be sure I don’t snap it. I’m following it. Spiderweb-delicate strand, it leads me; it pulls me forward. Hand-over-hand I follow. Sometimes, in deep, dark black nights I can’t...
