It’s hard to beat the beauty of Seattle Center’s south fountain lawn during Winterfest–especially at night. Thousands upon thousands of white lights encrust the trees surrounding the expanse of grass, making you feel you’ve
We stood at a crossroads. If we walked straight, we could window shop along Seattle’s Fifth Avenue. If we turned right, we could walk down to the waterfront.
Who wants to look through windows when you can walk yourself closer to the water?
We have a not-so-secret getaway place, the pastor and I. It’s a ferry-ride away, which is why it’s not much of a secret. There are only a few options around here which involve ferries.
The ferry we take over likes to keep you on your toes.
Something I wrote about six years ago for Dave, and shared last night during my teaching on Proverbs 31. Just a reminder that our homes should be a place of respite; a refuge in which weapons are dropped and the wounds of a day are healed.
I’m off to teach a women’s retreat this weekend. Here’s a post from a few years ago …
Sometimes, when he accepts that second piece of pie or another not-needed cinnamon roll, he does so only to satisfy me. And when he gives in