by Ashley Larkin | Sep 19, 2013 | Imperfect Prose, One Word: Trust, Open endings, Sorrow, Tell His Story, Trust, Truth-telling
“If I were going to begin practicing the presence of God for the first time today, it would help to begin by admitting the three most terrible truths of our existence: that we are so ruined, and so loved, and in charge of so little.” – Anne Lamott,...
by Ashley Larkin | Sep 10, 2013 | Childhood, Faith, Family, Imperfect Prose, Just Write, Mothering, One Word: Trust, Perspective, Sorrow, Tell His Story, Trust, Truth-telling
I’m sitting here in the sticky air of my basement in front of the computer while Lala watches a show. It’s giving me a few minutes to write and so I’m choosing to be thankful, rather than guilty. Within the last 24 hours, I’ve read three great...
by Ashley Larkin | Aug 15, 2013 | Faith, Favorite posts, Hope, Imperfect Prose, Mothering, One Word: Trust, Perfectionism, Surrender, Trust
I write a bit how I live — with some planning and dedication and a whole lot of flying by the seat of my pants. I work in the scraps and snatches of time I can find between the laundry and the school supply shopping, the running through the sprinkler and the...
by Ashley Larkin | Jul 24, 2013 | Childhood, Family, Imperfect Prose, One Word: Trust, Parenting, Risk-taking, Surrender, Trust
Yesterday over coffee and pastries, we talked like all mamas do about how quickly time is moving and how fast the children are growing, and it is no less true for each time we say it. I wonder if it even becomes more true as we repeat the words and see the ways...
by Ashley Larkin | Jun 5, 2013 | Childhood, Faith, Favorite posts, One Word: Trust, Surrender, Trust, Truth-telling
I started biting my nails when I was four or five, maybe. I’m sure my folks tried to encourage me to stop with talk of the pretty nails I would have if I just let them be so they could grow. I’m sure they taught me about better things I could do to keep my...
by Ashley Larkin | May 24, 2013 | Community, Faith, Family, Five Minute Friday, Mothering, One Word: Trust, Parenting, Perspective, Trust
I know that someday I will look over these years of child raising and adult growing and see the quilt of who we’ve all become. The this that lead to that. The intense dark pattern alongside the breezy light. The piece that seemed so random leading to that thing...
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