Gratitude

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Grief, Gratitude, and Turkey Stuffing

Thanksgiving was the first holiday we celebrated after moving to this old red-brick farmhouse in southeastern Pennsylvania. Tomorrow, we will celebrate our fifth Thanksgiving in this place. Is it any wonder I am looking back? Every year, we have roasted a turkey bought from a local Lancaster County farmer. I no longer attempt complicated new recipes because these turkeys are so flavorful. There are many reasons to take good care...

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Happy Birthday GraceTable~A Letter To Our Readers (Plus A Giveaway)

Dearest readers, It's hard to believe it's been 2 years since the table was set in this quiet space. In the midst of the flurry of fall and working on other projects, I forgot that November is GraceTable's birthday month! In fact, it didn't even occur to me until one of our host writers made mention of it in our private Facebook group. Sigh.  This month marks the 2 year anniversary of this...

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After The Storm

My father’s big hands light a hurricane lamp and pull a porch chair closer to his. With a gentle touch on my shoulder, he bids me sit. Trembling joints remind me I have not rested once today. Crackling portable radio grates against my ears, still squawking emergency broadcast After-Disaster instructions. He places a paper plate and a cup of water in front of me on a t.v. tray and urges...

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Making Peace With The Life I Love

Waiting with my family on the subway platform my teen aged son asked "what's wrong mom?" I was doing it again. The verbal parrying taking place in my head had left a scowl on my face. I couldn't hide it. We'd just come home from a fantastic evening with friends and my mind was filled with the question I ask myself any time I leave the presence of anyone who...

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Blessed are the Caretakers

As I'm chopping vegetables to saute in my cast iron pot, one of my daughters runs up asking if I will dance with her.  Flustered, thinking, "can't she see I'm in the middle of making dinner?"  She does not.   You are blessed when you make room for interruptions.(Eugene Peterson, The Message) My daughter begins again to lose control of her emotions, something has spiked her being in the green...

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We Are All Picky Eaters

The Ten Commandments say nothing about picky eaters. I know this, yet I’ll be honest and tell you I just now double checked to be sure. Now I want to attach an asterisk at “honor your father and your mother, so that you may live long” (Ex 20:12). Surely, eating all of your broccoli is implied? I remain convinced that picky eating is a serious moral flaw, even if there was...

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Eating Simply, Eating Well

A friend and I were talking about all of the books and blogs and articles we had recently encountered whose subject was that elusive thing called simplicity. Food, we decided, must be one of the cornerstones of the so-called simple life. “But, why?” my friend burst out. “Why does it always sound so complicated?” *** Like me, you’ve probably seen the documentaries. You’ve read the books. You know that farmers...

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A Confession of a Ragamuffin Princess

I am not a tidy Christian. My faith is tried and tested, battered and bruised...a totter of belief dogged by doubt. There have been seasons I've flirted with walking away from it all (as if I could), thinking it a better way to raise my babies and order our family, but toying with dangerous thoughts and heretical ideas. And yet... and yet... God. When I've slogged through those valleys of...

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Re-defining Home

Nine years ago my husband and I owned a new home in a suburban community. We had two cars that dependably carted us up and down the highway during our daily fifty-five minute commute. Our two children, a boy and a girl, were healthy and happy. We hosted Sunday dinners with grandparents, organized birthday brunches, and called for impromptu s’mores in the backyard with neighbors. Our doors were always open...

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For When You Think You Don’t Have Enough {on Quiet Hospitality}

“But oh! GOD is in his holy Temple! Quiet everyone—a holy silence. Listen!” (‭Habakkuk‬ ‭2‬:‭20‬ MSG) I'm at home with the littlest lovelies. Chailah has a cold and the deal-breaking fever that kept us from attending co-op. It's cold and quiet and tiny flurries whip through the sky foreshadowing the storm to come. It is well with me. An impending storm and the holy hush that silences a city is perfect...

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