the intentional formation of beautiful souls

More Things I’m Enjoying . . .

1. Losing Teeth! Claire has lost another one since this picture, and I’ve been reminded how exciting it is to change and grow-up. Claire cannot walk into a room without flashing this somewhat painful looking smile just to see if anyone will notice. Don’t we all feel that way sometimes! If only we noticed each other more. 2. Hungry Girl daily tips and products! I’ve recently discovered this little...

A Rare Title: Donald Miller’s A MILLION MILES IN A THOUSAND YEARS

*This post brought to you by Michael Hyatt’s generosity. I won a copy of A MILLION MILES IN A THOUSAND YEARS from his blog and promised to post a review on the release date. It was truly my pleasure! Nothing I write here about this book will do justice to how much reading it has made me think, re-evaluate, and even be grateful. BLUE LIKE JAZZ had a similar effect on me. This book, I think, messed me up even...

My Dooce Post for the Week

This week I did something to my lower leg. I don’t know what it was exactly. It may have happened when I was taking out my frustrations on a mini-van seat that would go up or down. I jerked, yelled, and finally gave up. Of course, then Dan calmly reached over and had it up in two seconds. Anyway, the next morning my left leg was very sore, like it feels after a work-out. (Yep, I work-out infrequently enough...

What Do You See?

A common sight at our house: Dan at the piano while the girls dance. While watching this one, know that it was recorded though my Photo Booth program, so they can see themselves on the screen. Give me your best interpretation: funny, spiritual, or anything in between! What do you see? Dancing from Felicity White on...

Friday’s Poetry

Who Needs A Story? Translated from the Tigrinya by Charles Cantalupo and Ghirmai Negash I needed a story And asked myself all day – What can I write? It kept me awake all night – What do I have to say? I emptied so many words And ideas out of my brain It would have floated away If not tied to my heart. Now I needed art. Paper and pen in hand, Tomorrow I would start . . . But wait. What is this all...
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