
I love hanging up the laundry. I love answering the question, “Can we read one more story?” with a resounding yes. I love feeling excitement instead of stress when I hear my squeaky gate open announcing a visitor. I love taking time to steep myself in His Word throughout the day. I love stopping to smell the roses {literally! My roses smell amazing.}. I love having the time to spend visiting a new friend at the hospital. I love making bread. I love sipping coffee. I love laughing as I sit and watch all the neighborhood boys join in a game of soccer in my front yard.
I love living slow. I love living deep instead of fast. I love finding God in all of these moments in my day.
Some people manage to do all these things AND do an amazing job at blogging. Apparently I am not one of those people. I love blogging, but I also love not blogging. How is that for confusing?
I am spending time figuring out how to do life well as I have come back to Indonesia after a time of rest in the US. I am figuring out who I am and what I am about.
Just thought I’d let you know.
If you are in the neighborhood, feel free to stop by. I will be excited to hear the gate open. You can smell the roses on your way in, join in the soccer game, and be sure to grab a piece of bread. Come on out back, I’ll be hanging up the laundry. We can sit and sip some coffee and chat.
For now I am going to be quiet. But not forever.















