Sweet and Simple Things of Life
Sweet and Simple Things of Life
This season, my thoughts have been lingering on Mary. Not the serene, halo-lit Mary we often picture in nativity scenes—but a real, young girl. Engaged. Dreaming of her wedding day. Looking ahead to her future with anticipation and excitement. I…
(This past Sunday, the sermon in church was based on Psalm 139. I wrote this poem while re-reading this passage and mulling over it.) In my mother’s womb, you formed me with care,Knitting me together with precision so rare.You made…
Friendships have never come easily to me, especially when I was young. I was a shy kid, too scared to initiate a conversation. So, my strategy has always been to be quiet till someone noticed me and took the first…
When I was in college, studying to be a Physiotherapist, a classmate once asked me, “Why do you call it ‘good’ Friday when your God died that day?” This was an excellent question for me – someone who wanted to…
It’s been eight months since we began homeschooling our two girls. It was a balancing act in the initial days—getting a new rhythm in our home, doing my best to give my kids a well-rounded education, and juggling other home…
