bike frame and wheels in a skip

I will never leave you or abandon you.

There is something about my kids stuff.  I find it really hard to clear it out.  When we moved to Finland, sorting out the stuff to go to the charity shop was really, really hard.  The small plastic yellow chair with the smiley face in the back?  Had to get a friend to take it away for me! Continue reading

My feeble, whispered, faithless prayer …

It’s hard to figure out sometimes what is going on when we enter spiritually dry seasons in our lives.  Calling this arid, dusty spiritual time a “Desert Experience” makes it seem somehow noble and worthwhile, almost heroic.  For those going through the desert, it can be an intensely lonely time and desperate time. Continue reading