a round of story-weaving for you today.

It’s not everyday that you get to see your words featured at the homes of three of your favorite writerly friends. But sometimes, perhaps because your laptop is still at the doctor’s office, and all forms of organization are out the window, it just happens. So, will you join me in this storytelling soiree today? 

First, over at Heather Caliri’s blog, we have these words:


Heather invited us to write about a time when the yoke was easy …and for me, I reflected on the year after leaving ministry, when God wasn’t necessarily easy to find but there all along. Click here to read those words.

Next, my C.S. Lewis buff of a friend, Jennifer Neyhart, asked us to write about a book or author who influenced us greatly. I really, really wanted to write about N.T. Wright or even Karl Barth, but nope – Saint Anne won the coveted spot again. Click here to read all about how Traveling Mercies changed me entirely that first year after college.


The effervescent Lindsey Smallwood invited me to write about an extraordinary moment …but as you know by now, I believe that the ordinary is really quite extraordinary (and the extraordinary is sometimes quite ordinary).


I’d love for you to join in a reflection on this past Sunday, when Cancan declared “Jingle Bells” the song of the day and we all joined in. Click here to read that post.

Okay, fine, there’s one more: some of you may have seen a post in your inboxes last Wednesday that directed you over to She Loves Magazine. Well, the latter half of the piece – the part with a sprinkling of hope, if you ask me – had gotten left out, so they featured it again on Sunday. Humanity happens, y’all!


This post might be the saddest of the lot, but I’m telling you: Hope still sings. I’d love it if you clicked here to read about my beautiful grandmother and her fight with Alzheimer’s disease.

So, that’s about it. Otherwise, how is your yoke made easy today? And what author or book changed you entirely? What ordinary part of your life is really, quite extraordinary? And, how are you doing the only thing you can and holding a hand? Let’s dialogue!

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