Author: Bethany Howard
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I see you.
Sometimes I fight the thought that who I am and what I do is not so special, not significant and not enough. Do you fight that fight too? When I am feeling less than, I am happy to stand at the back, to be the one behind scenes, to sit and wallow a bit. I…
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Impatient
I am not perfect. I muddle, I trip, I fall. My imperfections are obvious to the one I call mine. He strives to overcome the struggles that are uniquely his, while I trip over the hurdles in my own life. We are sometimes impatient with the progress that the other is not making. I see…
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Spring.
I checked out the scene in the backyard while the dog did her thing and was shocked from my apathy by a sprout of green! I see spring! The Search for Signs of Spring 2016 has begun! This annual event was started by my mom many years ago. “Girls! Look! I see green!…
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Seek the Sun
I wrote this a year ago. I do not think it is a coincidence that this is the first article that I have had published. I believe God was showing me that he was doing something in me and and that I needed to trust him. I am thankful to be in a different spot a…
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Holiness in the Midst of a Mess
Christmas is all about celebrating the birth of Jesus. The birth of our Redeemer and the birth of Hope. The birth of a baby is beautiful, joyous, painful, and… messy. Can you imagine giving birth in a barn? I can’t even fathom what it must have been like! There was no sterile environment, just the…
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This day is significant
**This is dedicated to those I love who have fought and continue to fight tough battles. You are brave and you are capable.** As I contemplate the day ahead of me; I admit I am not very excited. There are no lunch plans, no projects to tackle (well, that’s not completely true) and no pressing errands…
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No More Masquerade
I gasped when I saw the line at the Halloween store; I was there for a magnifying glass to complete my son’s detective costume. Halloween was just days away and the store was filled with wanna-be witches, robots and zombies…and they were adults. I have no problem with adults dressing up, what I find interesting…
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What do you see?
The breeze off the shores at St Simons Island was decadent as we savored the sun and the shells. The boys romped in the water with their dad while my daughter took a break from the waves to search for treasure from the sea. The shells glistened as we browsed the diverse collection the tide…
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The lesson remains
And there it is again. The sign. The speed limit sign that advertises the result of meeting my minivan. Sigh. I pass it every day. I sense it mocks me as it leans at approximately a 65 degree angle; which means it is a very obvious not 90 degree angle. My coffee distracted me…
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Dissonance
Window boxes. There’s just something about window boxes that make me smile. They adorn a house with chlorophyll and blooms and are the essence of charming. Our new home has window boxes. In Georgia you can plant pansies in winter…growing up in Ohio, and living in Michigan and New York as an adult, I still…
