Just five more minutes.
Every morning I am convinced that my alarm clock is set too early. It can’t be time to get up yet.
Every morning I am wrong.
So I press snooze and catch an extra five minutes of sleep. Just five minutes.
Do they really make a difference? Continue reading “Five Minutes Can Make All the Difference”
What Do You Listen To?
I cannot remember the last time I was so exhausted.
I just survived my first week of teaching at the new school and I. Am. Done.
My legs are heavy from walking all these new unfamiliar ways. I go to bed like a grandma at 9 every night with no energy left for a life whatsoever.
My head is spinning and tired from hearing a lot of new information and meeting so many new people every day.
But I survived.
We Cannot Heal All Wounds
Do you remember the times as a child when you fell down and hurt your knee? You would run to your mother, she would put a funny looking plaster strip on it and she would sing.
The pain was gone instantly and all that remained was that deep sense of peace.
It would all be okay. Continue reading “We Cannot Heal All Wounds”
What Transition Does to You
It’s been a few weeks of silence in this space here. The summer holidays are a slow time and sometimes you have to take a break.
BUT: I have been working on my writing, in a different form. More exciting news on that will come soon! Continue reading “What Transition Does to You”
A Shift of Perspective
Today is a special day over at Five Minute Friday: Kate celebrates two years of hosting this fabulous writing group! For the first time ever there will be Five Minute Friday book – and I will be in it! The book will launch sometime in September, stay tuned for more info! Continue reading “A Shift of Perspective”
Our Father
I wrote this piece two weeks ago, not knowing how much more important its message would be just a few days later…
Last weekend I was in London. I spent Sunday afternoon walking along the South Bank and watching people as they enjoyed the unusually hot summer weather.
So many people from all kinds of backgrounds.
So many faces I’ve never seen before. I cannot help but wonder what their stories are.
Do they live in London or are they visiting? What has their week been like? What has brought them here today?
And how can this world be so diverse? Continue reading “Our Father”
I Am Done Playing
It’s a thrilling moment. Well, at least for a second grader.
During the breaks we would all play ‘hide and seek’. One counts, the others run and hide.
I remember the times I had to seek.
It was exciting to see where others had hidden, but it was also really unnverving.
Where are they? Where do I have to go seek in order to find them?
I must admit I wasn’t a good seeker. Continue reading “I Am Done Playing”
What Generosity Feels Like
There I was sitting at Stansted Airport, waiting for my flight to get back home.
For the third time, the departure time had been delayed and now it was getting really late. I checked my watch anxiously – what if the plane landed too late? What if I missed the last train home from the airport? I wouldn’t get home until the next day and I had to work. Continue reading “What Generosity Feels Like”
Our Business
He said, “Let there be light”, and there was light.
He said, “Let the earth bring forth crops and flowers and trees”, and the earth was suddenly green.
He said, “Let there be animals of all kinds”, and all the big and small animals started populating the earth.
He said, “Let there be”, and it came into being.
God’s business is to create. Continue reading “Our Business”
Look Below the Surface
Our neighbors are building a new house.
Within days they have torn down the old one and are now digging deep holes for the new one. I would have had the chance to sleep in a little this morning, but no. 7 a.m. sharp the construction workers show up. Machines are running, and once in a while you can feel the entire building shake. Continue reading “Look Below the Surface”
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