Our first fall in the Adirondacks, I discovered bittersweet growing in our backyard. I wasn't aware of its name until I looked it up, but I found it intriguing. A beautiful vine with yellow casing opening to red berries and it's called bittersweet? Why did it have such a paradoxical name? I may not have… Continue reading Bittersweet
He is my rock and my fortress. To be honest, I struggle to share this because it may come across as cliche, or what I am supposed to say as a good Christian girl, but truly and honestly, this is where I am. In the midst of all that we are facing, I have learned… Continue reading To Be Honest
I like to enjoy each season while I am in it. That is is why it is disturbing when I see Christmas decorations in July. I don't want to taste pumpkin flavored anything until September. Those fluffy little marshmallow treats belong at Easter. I purpose to be in the season I am in. That being… Continue reading Fickle Fall
My life may not be fit for the big screen but it has its own soundtrack. There is always a song planted in my heart. In this season, it has been this... https://youtu.be/DjNZf878ISQ As we dealt with Dad's fall, it seemed like this song would be on the radio exactly when I needed it. Then… Continue reading A Perfect Soundtrack
The dark clouds loomed ahead. Rain pounded hard and fast against my windshield. The mixture of heat and water released an unwelcome toxicity into the air. As I tried to navigate, the road was barely visible as the wind whipped the rain into a frenzy. My only focus was on the storm. That’s the thing… Continue reading Summer Rain on Asphalt
The book of Jonah is only four chapters long, but in those four chapters, we see some great and mighty things that the Lord accomplished in rescuing Jonah and saving a nation. But unlike many fairy tales, the book does not conclude with a happy ending. The nation of Nineveh has come to repentance and… Continue reading Jonah Syndrome
Ecclesiastes talks about how God has set eternity in our hearts. Deep within us there is not only a longing for home, but a moving of our soul when we see or experience just a glimpse of what heaven will be like. As we stood on the beach and listened to the waves my heart… Continue reading Glimpses of Home
Stories reflect truth in a way that nothing else can. The magic of quality children's literature is that the truths are wrapped lightly but their power is strong. They resonate to our deepest emotions in the simplest ways It was on a recommendation that I picked up the book Savvy by Ingrid Law. It did… Continue reading The Magic of Literature and Life
At one time it was all I could think about. I dreamed of the day when I would be a mom. When this little one arrived over a decade ago, it was pure joy. I loved being a mom, I still do. I just didn't realize my name would be "Hey Mom" or that I… Continue reading “Hey, Mom”
My throat was as dry as the desert and I limped slightly from the flats that had decided to rub not so lovingly into the back of my heal. My shoulder throbbed from the bag I had been lugging around, and when I finally set it down I stood like the leaning Tower of Pisa.… Continue reading The Sherpa Mom
Amy K Radford 