This is Where Quiet Time Lives.
I wonder why “quiet time” became defined by the perfect chair illuminated by the perfect light at the perfect time of day, flanked by the journal that has the...
A Different Sort of Quiet.
As I think about the meaning and purpose of quiet time, I can’t help but see more and more miracles. God delighting, God rising strong. Today, it’s God dwelling....
Pause in His Presence.
Yesterday, I wrote about the miracle of quiet time—of simply walking with God and savoring a really good conversation, and of His delight in hearing our voice. Today, I...
Quiet Time Awaits.
Quiet time. It’s a description. A noun. A command. A miracle, really. I’ve talked about the liturgy of the quiet moments in my life—a little prayer, a little writing,...
Let’s Quiet Time.
You know, those words are teachers. Quiet time. A description. A command. A miracle, really. God breathes space into the small moments we offer so we may breathe His...
The 50s Won’t Last. And There’s Something Better.
What’s on your list? You know, the list of things you want to do, the places you want to go, the moments you want to make along the...
Before There was Genesis 2, There Was You.
In the beginning, God created everything: the heavens above and the earth below. Here’s what happened: At first the earth lacked shape and was totally empty, and a dark...
Twelve More Stories in the Life of a Writer
Motivation and mantras. Rejection and rewrites. Ideas and confession—and a personal addiction. Here are twelve more stories in the life of this writer, including the one about the best...
The Writing Life – Change the World.
My husband smiled as I snapped the picture of the bookstore that shines its light in our local airport. It’s not the first time I’ve taken a photo of...
The Writing Life – The Best Things.
I can still hear Zela’s voice. “You are a writer, Aunty Ronne? I love stories—what stories do you write? Will you read me a story?” Even now, to be...
The Writing Life – I Have an Addiction.
I HAVE AN ADDICTION. I think about the origin of the thoughts whispered so subtly into our hungry-for-something-more ears. Back, before a woman and a man and paradise and...
The Writing Life – Like Diamonds.
“Wow, that photo. It’s beautiful – it looks like diamonds.” A filmmaker friend said that as he glanced through the images on my phone. There were so many stories...
