Stepping into Paintings– Treasures I Found There

Stepping into Paintings– Treasures I Found There

Do you know this chair? You may recognize it as Van Gogh’s, a chair with his pipe and tobacco on the seat, his distinctive signature on the box behind it. But when I look at it, I see a love story- for him and for me! Well that’s dramatic, Becky. It is!...
The Day This Mama Lost Her Cool

The Day This Mama Lost Her Cool

I like to think that I’m a pretty patient mama. Or maybe after launching two grown children into the world (yes, I know one is still in my basement) I’m too worn down and tired to put up much of a fuss about anything. So why was my eighteen year old son...
Words from a Clay Pot

Words from a Clay Pot

Allow me to introduce you to the clay pot I keep on my desk at home. I made it in second grade and when it speaks to me, I listen because it has important things to say. It reminds me about secrets and perfectionism and shame. Are you a perfectionist? It’s one of...
Have Yourself a Messy Little Christmas

Have Yourself a Messy Little Christmas

Our children decorated white gift bags for our senior adults during Sunday school on Sunday and amid all the drawings of wreaths and Christmas trees and holy babies in mangers, there was this one. I’M IN LOVE WITH IT. Maybe the child chose a bright blue marker because...