I have felt as if I have been slogging through the messiness of winter in so many ways. It is not just that I live in the northeast, and winter clings like a fussy toddler. It is struggling with health issues I didn't understand. It is watching so many I care about face storms large… Continue reading Will Spring Ever Come?
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
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 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
Fall is almost here and the tree here in the Adirondacks will be adorned in their fall finest. It is one of my favorite times of year, but it is fleeting. The trees will reach the pinnacle of their vibrancy and then the leaves will begin to make a gradual decent to the ground. Soon,… Continue reading Defender of the Defenseless
Today I did my 568,423 load of laundry. The last two weeks have been filled with sickness and the laundry has grown exponentially. I walked around this morning in my mind thinking, "this is my life". In the midst of getting two kids out the door to school and trying to clean up the house… Continue reading The one where the laundry piles up
Proverbs 23:26 asks a son, "Give me your heart."My littles so often give their hearts to me so unreservedly and yet how do I treat it? What impact with this have on them giving it to me later on?I fail often at this. I am in the middle of cleaning the kitchen when on of… Continue reading Give me your heart
It greets me every morning. It sits there staring at me. I can walk away. I can huff. I can allow frustration to build. I can be thankful. I wish I could say I choose the last one every time. It doesn't happen. But, it does sometimes. In those times I remember what a dear… Continue reading The Spoon
It's been one of those weeks, months even. Those ones you wish you could just black out of your calendar and forget. It is one of those times where what should be simple becomes more and more complicated and it just seems impossible that things will be improving any time soon. Most of the time… Continue reading The One Where I Don’t “Feel” Thankful
Amy K Radford 