–transition–

transition. In around 6 weeks I’m going to learn a new definition of this word. As I stretch my writing “legs” and open my mind back to the words I’ve written here before, I sit, looking back on who I’ve been, and who I’m rediscovering. Dan and I have been married months and months now…

{Mr&Mrs}

We’re off friends! On a new adventure. We are just shy of being married for 2 months. We’re learning what it means to love deeply, forgive freely, and to move in the eb and flow of uncertainty. That’s life, isn’t it? It’s been a hard couple of months. Months filled with some serious love, joy,…

back again.

Hello blogging friends. I’m back, and taking just a few of the moments this evening at home in Indy to blog while I have internet access. My heart is rather content to pour out some words here, sitting on the blue couch with tan trim next to my Dearest Daniel while my sister and mom…

In 7 months they’ll call me Mrs. Ng

Yep! That’s right. 7 Months from today, on March 16, 2013, I’ll be getting a new last name. Dan + Kate = the future Mr. and Mrs. Ng. wow. The sheer overwhelming nature of all of this, the story I wanted to write down in its completed form, and the planning-mode I’ve been in have…

Spurgeon and those who wandered before us

“Let no agitation distress you, but be quiet from fear of evil. Whatsoever cometh upon the earth, you, beneath the broad wings of Jehovah, shall be secure. Stay yourself upon his promise; rest in his faithfulness, and bid defiance to the blackest future, for there is nothing in it direful for you. Your sole concern…

When you need to remember that He uses it all…

“Record my lament; list my tears on your scroll — are they not in your record?” {Psalm 56:8} What do you do when your heart screams “NO!” and “What about me?” How do you pick up the “yes” of this morning, this new day of more waiting on the Lord?  “My heart is in anguish…

glory be

This morning I wiped off our kitchen island; the crevices of granite tiles reminding me of the kitchen island of my childhood with cream squares and dark grout. It was one of those moments where you feel that you really haven’t grown up at all, or have at least, come full circle. Wiping down the…

fresh air

It’s been a pretty raw time since graduation. ‘Raw” is a good word. While “raw” can be bad, it can also be good. “Raw” grace is grace without any fuss or insincerity. It is simply beauty. A breath of fresh air. Fresh air. That’s what my soul needs…needs a good drought of. air. You know…

purpose

I don’t want to grumble as the children of Israel did…That leads to waste. I want to live in thanksgiving, joy, peace. All of these previously mentioned are possible right here, right in this day, this hour, this moment. Even with tasks at hand, there can still be joy and peace. Amazing! “For I do…

In which I confess that I’ve failed my lenten fast…

Yes, I got up early for a while, but then I failed because of many reasons (I can come up with excuses pretty easily I’ve found). But dreading writing (rather, procrastinating it) because of my failure, needs to stop. NOW. Therefore, I write. First, my mom finished cancer treatment since the battle began back in…

the deepest cry.

The snow spits wild outside. I eat chili reheated on our stove. And, I appreciate the fact that tonight, I’m going home. home. I was asked today by a friend if it was weird that my parents and sister moved while I was away at school. And as I’ve told others, it is weird but…

lovely

I had a wonderful Valentines Day.  I got a call from my Mom wishing me a Happy Valentines Day (so sweet). I got to work and found, on my desk, a wonderful handmade Valentines Day card from Dearest. (smiles.smiles.smiles!) We got to hang out later that evening after he got done with practice, and I…