In the past week, I’ve had the same conversation with different people at separate times. It usually happens after they ask me if I’m enjoying my summer. Here’s the gist of it—Summer is the same as any other time of year for me. Because we live in a place where summer is pitifully short, we never take vacation time during these warmer months. We want to enjoy the good weather while we have it. Instead, we vacation in winter to preserve our sanity while we endure nearly eight months of cold. Also, we’re empty nesters, so we’re not tied to the typical school calendar that breaks in the summer months. But yeah, I’m enjoying my summer. ???? How ’bout you?
This week on the blog: That Time I Stole Candy and Didn’t Get What I Deserved
WHEN WE CANNOT STOP THE TEARS | MADELYN CANADA
“I can’t stop the tears of the ones I love. Neither can you. What do we do then when our tears fall? What do we do when all we can see is the aftermath of another tragedy?” Such beautifully written encouragement here!
YEAR OF THE POTLUCK GREENS | RACHEL LONAS
“The girls and I were sowing seeds and praying for a miracle, and the earth’s response was one of reckless abundance. We had no plans for our garden beyond a little learning endeavor, but God intended so much more for our time together.”
OLDEST FRAGMENTS | TIMOTHY MCCRACKEN
This isn’t the usual type of piece I share here, but I found it too fascinating to keep to myself. This surprising story of the discovery of two silver foil scrolls containing Scripture and predating the Dead Sea Scrolls highlights God’s kindness and grace to us.
SUMMER SCOOP | KRISTIN COUCH
“The other evening, after a round of mini-golf, we stopped for an ice cream cone. The order was simple, but the distracted woman behind the counter, despite jotting down our choices, got it wrong. Twice.” With her usual storytelling prowess, Kristin shares about a summer she learned lessons that shaped who she is today.
SEEING THROUGH TEARS | BRIANNA LAMBERT
“I’ve seen the world through a curtain of tears–a pair of lenses I can’t seem to lose or break… Some were the trickle of a stream, while others crashed like raging rapids. Yet each one clarified my understanding of the promises of the Lord and his character. Like lenses they adjusted my vision, allowing me to see my Savior clearer than I would have in the dry seasons of ease.”
KINGS, PROPHETS AND YOU | SYLVIA SHROEDER
“If I say, “Micaiah,” what comes to your mind? Nothing you say? Well good. But, I hope you never say that again after you read this post… Have you found yourself needing to stand strong but alone for God?”
