Theological Essays, Devotionals, and Spiritual Naval-Gazing
My body decided that our day off was a great day to come down with a sinus infections, I am taking a merciful break on the couch while Jared takes the girls off to a playground. It’s -17 and windy, but it’s sunny, so it’s time to play! The October Gloom has finally dissipated, and … More A Few Words for a Big Land
My knitting has slowed to a snail’s pace. We’ve been here a month and a half, and I’ve got one measly sock to show for it. This is not surprising. When would I knit? We don’t commute anymore. My spare time is spent writing sermons or planning things. My evenings are spent working, or drinking … More Mandalas in the Wind
Our first apartment in Ambridge took up the second floor of a three-floor house on the north-west most edge of town. We shoehorned ourselves into that little apartment. Two young people, married for two years, with a shocking amount of possessions, and not a lot of cleaning impetus between us, meant that this picture represents … More I Walked Ambridge
Let’s play a game. I will miss: green grass and green trees. I will not miss: tree pollen and weeding. I will miss: songbirds. I will not miss: bird poo on my car. I will miss: driving on a freeway with the windows open. I will not miss: commuting anywhere ever.* I will miss: the … More I Will Miss
Dropped a little bomb on you at the bottom there, eh? Yeah, I’ve started saying “eh.” It’s less inelegant than “huh” which I say at the end of sentences anyway. We’re also teaching Naomi that, in Canada, the alphabet ends in “Zed.” (She thinks this is hilarious.) So that’s why I haven’t been writing. It’s not … More More Information
Oh my dears, life is rather intense lately. You can rather imagine why, but on top of the usual, I’ll be writing my canonical exams next week. Seven days, seven papers to write. Mum is coming up to help with N, but I still have M who is very much in the “fourth trimester,” and … More About the Destash
I do love to knit. But, as it turns out, even when I don’t have much time for knitting myself, there are fringe benefits to just being a knitter. (No pun intended, though I do like a good fringe.) One of them is, other knitters and craft-artists are more likely to give you handmade stuff – … More Hand-me-down Love
I realized, in reading over Martha’s birth story, that one person’s name doesn’t come up as much as one might expect: Jared’s. At one level, this is for the very obvious reason that childbirth is quite literally women’s work. So it makes sense that women’s words and wisdom would come to the forefront. … More Daddy
This is the story of Martha Elanor’s birth – the whole story, no text omitted. Fair warning: I am pretty thorough in my description of what happened, which gets a little specific in the medical quarter. If that bothers you, be forewarned. All pictures are pretty modest, though. You will notice below this post a password-protected … More Easter Vigil: Martha’s Birth Story
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
Osborn Fiber Studio 