Wednesday, August 20, 2014. Tonight the sky is like a pink sea, a dusky blue wrapped in a single, endless cloud the velvet color of a blushing peach. As is usual when inspiration strikes me, I am alone, on my apartment balcony, cradling coffee to soothe the dull ache in my temples, my bible on my knees. The silence, outdoors, is less deafening, more embracing. Because the comfort I long for cannot be manmade. Hold out my arms and let it wrap me up.

Writing, Life, and Carrying On. March 26, 2018 by forestidyls. And that is basically life right now.

Adventures at The Little White House. About The Little White House. The Little White House chapter of our lives is drawing to a close. Granted, it might not be in the way we want, or expect, but.

I was going to share this. Post on Facebook because I appreciated the perspective, but I realized I had more to say than just a caption to a link. For I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God that brings salvation to everyone who believes. That is, in fact, our mandate to speak. But not, I think, with blustering outrage. I am not here to argue against the legalization of gay marriage. To be at odds with the status quo in the .

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child. August 3, 2010 by Abby. All you need is a sunrise. July 27, 2010 by Abby. New day, new perspective. So is the hazelnut-mocha frappe on the table next to me. I had a mid-twenties crisis yesterday. It was terrible and horrible and awful. Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul. I had kind of a fun.

And she is fantastic, has her own successful business, and it fun to work with! I expressed an interest in getting into photography and she volunteered to take me on as her pupil one day.