true confessions: I don't care about...
Here’s the thing. I have friends who would roast me alive for saying this…but the older I get the more I realize there are some things I just don’t care about. Like when everyone is talking about fracking and you’re embarassed because you’ve forgotten for the millionth time to “google fracking” from your office computer. Fracking sounds like something...
Morning Has Broken
The air is thick with water, pregnant with moisture so dense, I slice right through it. Old, lazy clouds hang heavy and low, changing golden beams to steady grey. Surely if God moved just an inch, or breathed one of his deep sighs, the world would echo; this atmosphere that feels just like rain would become the thing itself. I pine for the sun when it hides on slow mornings at home. I close my...
Return To The Garden
I think I somehow made it through the whole nine months of life in the Fellows program and posted maybe…one entry. Yikes. In one of my classes, we were asked to write a paper on our worldview. How do I see things? See my own role in it all? What do I really think about “God and stuff”? Here’s what I came up with…it’s a joy to share a piece of this past year...
love vs. luggage
Living far away from home means long-awaited reunions. And if there’s anywhere worth causing an emotional scene, it’s definitely the airport. Saying goodbye or saying hello, I wear my heart on my sleeve. The anticipation is killer as my plane lands. Of course, I have to wait at least 15 minutes for people to clear the aisle and make their way ahead. Why are first class passengers...
Tired. Sunburned. A little smelly. Mosquito-bitten. Happy.
love that kid
Last night I realized how much I like my little brother. I mean, I know I love him and everything, for all the reasons you’re supposed to love your family. But whenever we spend a little time together, I’m reminded how much I just really like the kid. He is 19 and has been taller than me for years now. We weren’t really close growing up, but since he’s been in college...
MOVING ON a new song by Taylor Leonhardt ...
Thank you, Lifetime Movies, for having titles that fully explain your entire plot. It’s nice to know there are semi-decent films out there that don’t play games. When I see “Crimes of Passion: She Woke Pregnant” or “My Stepson, My Lover”, I know exactly what I’m getting.
Okay so I do think that sometimes Facebook and social media can be a total detriment to celebrating real life and face-to-face, functional relationships. But not today. With an upcoming big move on the way, I’ve sorta been in “nostalgia mode”. So I started looking back through old pictures and was literally moved to tears by the reminder of the BLESSED days I’ve been...
Dear McDonalds Ice Cream Cone,
Why are you so perfect? Warm regards, Taylor
Three-year-old: Taylor, do you know what a ninja looks like? Me: Nope,...
if you are young (at heart)
A family that I’m close to left for their lakehouse this weekend, and since their oldest daughter, Emry, was starting week-long summer camp on Sunday, I volunteered to take her and help her set up her bunk, etc. So, yesterday afternoon we braved the throng of minivans, moms and dads, and giant suitcases. At camp, they have a big opening ceremony on the soccer field where all the coaches...
a few loves on a lazy day
1. Cinnamon Cheerios 2. Romantic movies 3. Artisan coffee 4. Down comforters
the heart-warming-est thing i’ve seen in ages.
here comes the sun
The other day I was running on the treadmill, which I hate, but it had been a few days since I’d given my legs a workout. It was about the time the sun was setting, and the cardio machines are lined up by the windows. Because of the way the shades were drawn, the intense sun was bouncing into my eyes with every other footfall. A natural strobe light, if you will. As the sun sank lower,...
I have a dear friend, Susan, who makes greeting cards, combining pictures of small treasures and simple phrases to capture the beauty in the everyday. I received such a card when we recently celebrated my birthday, and it rests now on my bookshelf. On the front is a picture of an empty birdcage, inscribed with the words “wonder unwrapped.” I love that. Unwrapped...
I want you to get out there and walk—better yet, run!—on the road God called you...– ephesians (the MSG)