Every spring, the bunnies come to visit the garden and see if by some chance, there’s a hole in the chicken wire big enough to access the greens. Sadly, they are disappointed, but they hang around any way and give birth each Spring to…
from the recently released book Growing Grace: A Book of Psalms Celebrating Creation I’ve put the gardens to bed and shored up the chicken coop. I’ve stored the tools and stacked the pots behind the shed. I’ve left the last of the coneflower dead…
“When I entered the cave hoping for a glimpse of celestial brightness, it never occurred to me that it might be so small. But here it is, not much bigger than a mustard seed—everything I need to remember how much my set ideas get…
from my new book Growing Grace: A Book of Psalms Celebrating Creation Preorder here God of Bounty, We offer thanksgiving to you in this season of harvest. For the food you created, for the rich soil that sheltered the seeds for the morning sun that…
As many of you know, I raise chickens–only a few at a time–and they have taught me many lessons about friendship, joy, loss and tenderness. I dream, however, of adding goats to our fold one day, and while now is not the time, I…
I posted this one last Easter and pulled it out today as a reminder of why it is necessary to my spirit and wellbeing to sink my hands into the dirt daily. As for Daisy, she is resting in peace under favorite tree, nourishing…
We human beings are like plants. We need to be cared for in order to grow and thrive. It’s not always a perfect formula. In general though, we need to be watered, fed, and sometimes pruned. And just like plants, without enough nourishment, we…
Several years ago, someone asked me the meaning of “growing grace.” They assumed that my daughter’s name was Grace and that I had created the gardens to grow her through healthy food sources. When I noted that the Creator was growing grace, or blessings,…
let the morning come let the sun rise slowly outside my window peeking through silhouettes of dark trees let the hummingbirds wake the world with chirps of delight let the rabbits scamper from the gardens their mouths full of fresh greens let the crickets…
Several weeks ago, I was sharing a story with a friend, and she noted, “Well, it’s about time!” And in one way, she was right–our culture’s use of that phrase to mean finally accompanied by a tinge of exasperation seemed to fit the situation just…
You are my shelter, O eternal One–my soul’s sanctuary! Psalm 31: 1 (The Voice) This week, I have been on vacation. Having closed out my former job last Friday, I decided to take a week off prior to beginning my new position. I’ve never…