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.

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

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.

No one told me that it would all happen at the same hallowed time: Mothering is at once the hardest and the holiest and the happiest.

God appoints people who do disappoint - to point to a God who never disappoints.

The book [ One Thousand Gifts] took just over a year to write, on the fringe hours, early and late, around home educating 6 kids and farming and blogging.

God’s purposes are not for me to understand His plans: His plan is for me to understand Who He is.