More thoughts on the life changing magic of tidying.
The Newness of Life
Author: Kim Blenkhorn
An Angry Sort of Day
There's a frog encased in a tiny plastic prison on my counter, a dead bird in a shoe box in the living room. There's chores to forsake and middle school principals to tell off, teachers to chew out and an entire education department to disagree with.
Clothes from Heaven
Some thoughts on the magic of tidying There’s plenty of clothes I do not love at all, but even though I don’t love them, or the color is off, or it’s totally last decade, it may fit comfortably, and it may let me be bloated and still leave the house with a teaspoon of confidence. … Continue reading Clothes from Heaven
a poem about the unfinished things
I have boots I don't use; and coats I don't wear; food I don't eat and pain I don't share; I have wounds that won't heal; thoughts that gather dust; Ideas and ambitions moth eaten by rust. coffee that gets cold; words which disappear; friendships that don't last, and all manners of fear. some lacy … Continue reading a poem about the unfinished things
This I believe
I wrote this for my dear friend’s daughter who is going through one of life’s battles. This I believe : God is near to the broken hearted. I think mankind, even the religious ones, especially the religious ones, tend to live as though God needs us to be really good, to keep our promises and … Continue reading This I believe
Faith Substances
It was that way when I was trying to get pregnant for the first time. I had no control over the outcome each month. I had these little ,soft ,blue booties in the top drawer of my dresser. Every morning, while getting dressed, I would think of them being filled out with chubby little feet and … Continue reading Faith Substances
Part III: thoughts on the life changing magic of tidying
“let us also lay aside every encumbrance and the sin which so easily entangles us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before u – Hebrews 12:1 I sat crossed leg atop a pillow on the outskirts of ‘mount garments’. I knew I would have to begin sorting and sifting and … Continue reading Part III: thoughts on the life changing magic of tidying
Battlefield
Oh Lord prepare my heart today, To search your will; and see your face To walk among the shifting sands Of changing minds and feeble hands Gird up my loins; teach me to stand Among the waves; and mountain peaks Where waters scarce and hopes are bleak The work of cleansing must be done Sort … Continue reading Battlefield
Seeing God
The other night, a Christian sister and I were discussing a popular worship song. Suddenly, her face got serious and her tone changed. She said, “You know, what I heard about that song….” I spoke up, “don’t tell me if it’s going to ruin the song for me.” automatically, I assumed it was negative news, … Continue reading Seeing God
My Faith Place 