I want to be a part of the restoration. To lose myself in endless projects, restoring what was broken and run down into something beautiful and useful once again. This is a dream that I've had for a long time, if I think about it. When I was young I thought that buying a big … Continue reading Restoration
I'm sitting in the cold church, with my laptop, on an office chair, at the table that usually holds snacks on Sunday mornings and chatting teens on Friday nights; my husband is painting the nursery just down the hall. It's 8:46 pm and I'm working on theology homework, thinking about curriculum within ministry, pondering what … Continue reading Walk.