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At about day 18 I stopped writing my daily reflections as I challenged myself to do. At the time, I wasn’t sure if I would come back and write them later and post them, or if I would let it go. A lot of things started going on: getting ready for Christmas Eve service, caroling

Photo Credit: Elias Cabarcas Today’s Prompt: Write about asking for something I’m going to break the “rules” of this prompt and write about not asking for something. Elias (my husband) isn’t a big fan of “on command” gestures of love and appreciation. He doesn’t really do Valentine’s Day. He acknowledges my birthday with our family birthday tradition

Today’s Prompt: Write about water.      It’s not that I don’t have anything to say about water… it’s that I have too much. The waters of baptism. Swimming as a kid until my toes were wrinkled. Working for water justice in Honduras and Colombia. My coffee is water, so is my tea and wine

Today’s Prompt: Write about what it means to nourish your soul or someone else’s soul One of the advantages of posting later in the evening is that I get to see what others have written. Several people have posted about the importance of nourishing oneself before offering nourishment to another. I couldn’t agree more. We

  There’s so much to love about San Antonio. Breakfast tacos. So many sunny days. Fiesta. Bilingualism. That “big yet not too big” feel. One of the things I don’t love about San Antonio: no snow at Christmas. For one, I grew up with snow at Christmas. For me, snow = Christmas. For another, since

Today’s Prompt: Write about something you wish to reclaim For me, Bible art journaling has helped me to reclaim the wonder and joy of scripture. Because it’s Sunday and I’m exhausted, I’m not going to write any more, but I’ll refer to other posts on Bible Journaling HERE, HERE and HERE.   — This post

Today’s Prompt: Write about perspective    I’m embarrassed to say that when the above photo was taken, I would have rather stayed inside. I was snuggled in our cabin, reading a book, drinking some tea. We were about to eat dinner. Mama can we play outside? Mama? Maaaaaaammaaaaaaaaa! Can we play outside? I got outside and

Today’s Prompt: Write about a time you were burned.   Stared at the screen for five minutes trying to decide if I wanted to write about being physically burned or burned in that other emotional sense. Decided on the physical sense. Mama always says Don’t forget the sunscreen.  She means it literally because our skin is

Today’s Prompt: Write about something ancient. The words of scripture are ancient. Two thousand years old. Yet I read them, and paint them, and seek to understand them. These ancient texts, these old, old words. What do they mean?   PS – I used my 20 minutes yesterday painting this, not writing. I don’t regret