Maybe the woman who was handed the book [One Thousand Gifts] by a friend the morning before she had an abortion scheduled - and read the book and realized that this pregnancy that she didn't want - perhaps it too could be a gift from God? And then she said showed me the photo of this laughing 5 month old boy.

Motherhood is a hallowed place because children aren’t commonplace. Co-laboring over the sculpting of souls is a sacred vocation, a humbling privilege. Never forget.

Every moment I live, I live bowed to something. And if I don't see God, I'll bow down before something else.

They say time is money, but that's not true. Time is life. And if I want the fullest life, I need to find fullest time... the busyness of your life leaving little room for the source of your life... God gives us time. And who has time for God? Which makes no sense.

That little burning bush that is the signature of the blog - it echoes Elizabeth Barrett Browning's words.

A life contemplating the blessings of Christ becomes a life acting the love of Christ.

Joy and pain, they are but two arteries of the one heart that pumps through all those who don't numb themselves to really living.