Koodaigirl

 Tree Symphony Sounds like rolling laughter The trees shout and rejoice. They dance and sing,  wild movements inspired by wind and worship. ...

  The Moon Again I watch for you each evening.  Waiting and wondering. Like a child longing for dessert, When is dinner time over?   How man...

I took this photo a few weeks ago.  I know it is horrible quality.  That is what you get when A) You are me taking most pictures and B)Wh...

photo source Today Facebook asked me to "describe who you are". Apparently this is a new feature Facebook added recently. (o...

There are just those moments in life when words fail to describe experience.  The feeling is so full, that words feel less-than.  I had one ...

photo source I received an early Christmas gift last week and it was a massive surprise.  Extravagant and unexpected, this gift shocked ...

photo source Sometimes it is simply a matter of how you look at it. What is it I see and of what do I make note? Today, I can look o...

photo source The Holy Spirit... where does He live? More to the point, where does He live in me ?  In you ?  Where does He dwell? ...

photo source They always surprise me. These deep green shoots sprouting up out of grey and death.  My yard---one day empty and void of...

photo source It was dark this morning.  And it felt cold.  I felt cold. Sometimes morning just brings haze.  And, darkness.  I don...

photo source It was just a moment in time.  The beauty left as quickly as it came.   And, I saw it!! As I began my walk yesterday mo...

photo source I read the news.  I hear the stories from a friend.  I read that email.  I hear about this conversation.  And, see that p...

We are told that she remained in the temple, worshiping Almighty God day and night.  He was her everything, her all in all---her husband, he...

Walking out my front door, the dark grey clouds spit small rain drops on my face.    Here we go, Lord, my heart prayed... another walk tog...

I woke up this morning feeling cold.  Not physically cold, but emotionally and spiritually cold. I put on my slippers and poured my coff...

photo source She wept in my arms today.  My 12 year old daughter.  My girl.  And, I cried with her. While curled into my embrace...

photo source For home school this morning we read from Then Sings My Soul by Robert Morgan :  a beautiful book that shares the stories...

Do you ever look at the news, or hear the voice on the phone, or watch someone's behavior, or read the email and just wonder if He real...

The weather this week has been magical. So warm. So sunny! Then, the sun left yesterday in the snap of a finger. One moment passed and it wa...

There is a well-worn pathway in the sheep's fields close to our home. At first glance the field simply looks like a beautiful patch of ...