by Ashley Larkin | Jan 5, 2015 | #OneWord365, Community, Fear, Hope, One Word: Fearless, One Word: Seek, Risk-taking, Surrender, Truth-telling
While Michael built a bonfire, and the girls constructed a playground from driftwood, I took a brief walk down the beach, through packed sand, over piles of strewn logs and past tide pools. It was a day of transition — the year’s newness still palpable,...
by Ashley Larkin | Nov 21, 2014 | Celebration, Faith, Fear, Five Minute Friday, Gratitude, Hope, One Word: Seek, Perspective, Redemption
November 20, 2014. I am marking last night as one of the times in my life when I felt the earth shift, the internal structures of my heart made utterly NEW. This is years of process — this rejecting of lies, this saying yes to God’s ways for me —...
by Ashley Larkin | Sep 25, 2014 | Childhood, Love, Mothering, One Word: Seek, Open endings
Motherhood is push-pull. Hold me tight-let me go. It is I want you — and I want nothing to do with you. It is a long journey of holding close and releasing my grip. I’m experiencing it with all three of my girls right now. It’s been going on with the...
by Ashley Larkin | Aug 29, 2014 | Faith, Fear, Five Minute Friday, One Word: Seek, Surrender
At the beginning of the year, I found myself writing a lot about seeking and the unsettled ache and the continual true end: my home in Christ. It is the place where I am small in his shelter, where I am loved and treasured as the object of his affection, where I...
by Ashley Larkin | Jul 15, 2014 | Fear, One Word: Seek, Risk-taking, Trust, Truth-telling
Everywhere I look and in every word I read, I hear, Brave. Brave. Be brave. _____ We welcome in this dear girl, knocked around and emotionally roughed up by peers this school year, and she brings her self, an intact smile and quirky sense of humor as if she is not...
by Ashley Larkin | May 15, 2014 | Childhood, Fear, Hope, Imperfect Prose, Mothering, One Word: Seek, Perspective, Tell His Story
We worry, in fact it brings tears right to the eyes this nagging feeling that these small lives don’t matter we know their small lives do with their bellies needing food and their potty accidents, their little hearts and eyes crying out, see me, and i need the...
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