A Time for Everything

by Kari on July 30, 2014

picstitchThere is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens.
—Ecc. 3:1

It’s been seven years, friends. Seven years of pounding out these heart-words here, hoping these humble stories strung together will bring hope, truth.

I love this space so much.

I love sharing it with you. I love “meeting” you and finding we have so much in common, though we hail from every corner of the globe. I love that His truth crosses oceans and life-stages and socioeconomic separations.

When I typed out the first lines here, I was still nursing my firstborn. He’ll be 8 in December. Life is so very different now. Church-planting and speaking and traveling and homeschooling and house-sharing.

It’s glorious, you know. When our sphere grows our hearts do too.

But my mom has Parkinson’s and her health challenges have increased significantly of late. Though loving on her is pure joy, the demands on my dear dad are ever-present.

Though love never fails, it sure gets weary when it’s wearing human skin

I feel it a bit too. 

So, after seven years, I sense the need for a bit of a Sabbath. 

“…a time to be silent…” Ecc. 3:7

Some silence.

Come September this Mama’s schedule slips into overdrive and we’ll be cruising along at quite a clip.

Until then, I’m signing off for some sacred serving out at Riversong, the retreat-like home of my parents. For one month I’m letting this space have a rest. I will be relearning life unplugged. And I will be praying for you, for me, for Sacred Mundane and whatever the future may hold (as some of you know there is a book in the works). I’ll still be popping in here and there on our FB page (would love to connect with you there!), but your inbox will be quiet.

Lord willing I will be back Labor Day.

Until then:

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may about in hope. (Romans 15:13)


{Thank you so much for reading.}

Grace & Peace,




Grace for the curve-ball days

by Kari on July 28, 2014

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Because when Mom winds up in the hospital and Julie shows up, as from the grave, singing Led Zeppelin in the backyard, what else is there to do but sit in a cardboard box and laugh out loud?

Some days are just a total curve-ball.

Not to God, of course. He’s the Pitcher. And so when we got whimsy and drove out to surprise my parents with an overnight visit, it was Providence that that night we’d wake to Dad urging us out of bed, “Help me, we’re taking Mom to the hospital.”

It was Providence, of course, that the house we fell backwards into buying would also happen to be right next door to the hospital–Providence Medical Center. It was Providence that we’d wind up back at home, then, standing on our back porch playing with the karaoke machine when Julie, of all people, opened the gate and glided right into the yard, smiling ear to ear.

I about had a heart attack. Let’s just say things did not end well when Julie flew the coop. I instinctively put a hand on each child, Mama-Bear like. But, in classic Julie fashion she beamed, arms wide for a bear-hug, asking for coffee and did we still have her things?

Then she took the karaoke mic in hand and sang Led Zeppelin at the top of her lungs. 

Jeff came home, blinking hard at the scene as he walked through the gate. Julie?! 

Yes. And it was so good to see her. It’s been bitter heartache, to be sure, but I love that girl somethin’ fierce.

And so went the afternoon and the most bizarre of days.photo 3 (1)

And so later, when Heidi had decorated her enormous cardboard box and made it her secret clubhouse, of course I had to crack the code and earn my way into the special space. And she plopped right down on my lap and I grinned, ridiculous, as neighbors drove past and we two sat there squeezed into that box laughing out heads off.

What else do you do on days like this?

Because some seasons are curve balls, not just days. Right? Sometimes everything we thought blows away with a gentle summer breeze and plans change. And practicing that “I don’t know” phrase sure does lighten the heart, and makes the unpredictable mundane less insane and more … fun?

Yes, fun.

Because between hospital visits and Led Zeppelin lyrics and absolutely nothing turning out the way you thought, there is grace

Life held lightly. Yes?

So, dear friend, this week: Just climb in the cardboard box and laugh.

Oh Father, for grace to see the humor in the chaos, the laughter in the loss, the joy amidst the pain. For the hope of eternity, the someday righting of every wrong. Thank you for this vapor-life that’s here today and gone tomorrow, that turns our eyes to forever and the joy of knowing all this insanity will someday make sense. You are God; we are not.

{And to you-all, dear friends, here’s to grace for your curve-ball days. Thanks for reading.}




The Old Paths

July 25, 2014

Thus says the LORD, “Stand you in the ways, and see, and ask for the old paths, where the good way is, and walk in it, and you shall find rest for your souls.” Jer. 6:16 ~ They asked for Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. We spread it out over several subsequent family nights. They laughed, […]

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The Table

July 23, 2014

Welcome to the Sacred Mundane Summer Series! Peruse the past posts here–Lauren, Lovely-Anonymous, Janie, Caila, Jessica, Janae. Today we hear from Debra, a dear friend and former housemate. As a single gal with a grown son, working a full-time job, Debra speaks from a different season and sphere … that’s still sacred. Enjoy reading how […]

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Watching Clouds

July 21, 2014

Often creativity comes from desperation, so it might have been my exhaustion speaking when I suggested, “Hey kids, let’s watch the clouds!” I lay flat there on the cool grass; it felt so good.  My eyes burned, tired. The conference had been great, but I was wiped. The kids left play and ran over, lying […]

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Beyond “I’m sorry”: Teaching empathy through … empathy.

July 18, 2014

How do we teach our children empathy?  While all children are innately self-centered, some in particular seem to have an extra-small dose of compassion in their genes. The scene plays out a thousand different ways–a child accidentally causes some sort of injury, emotional or otherwise, or witnesses some unfortunate mishap. Their lack of emotional response […]

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When life hands you the too-big fork…

July 16, 2014

{It is my joy to introduce you to my lifelong best friend and the girl who daily models for me what the sacred mundane looks like. There are no words for how much I love this girl, or how beautifully she endures difficulty with a smile on her face. Please read and take to heart […]

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Because I don’t want to live like an anemone …

July 14, 2014

It’s been awhile since I bled on these keys. Of course there have been guest posts, and reposts, enough food for thought and worthwhile reminders of what really matters. But it’s been awhile since I laid my heart right out here for you to see what’s going on inside. Of course I could say it’s […]

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Because the world isn’t your report card…

July 11, 2014

I can still remember asking my mom the question when I was all of 7-years-old: “Mommy, can I have a report card like the kids at school?” I can still remember her smile. Her looking down at me. Her reply: “Honey, you are doing great. You work hard, you have a great attitude, and you’re […]

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Could a slight schedule-switch work wonders for you?

July 9, 2014

One simple switch worked wonders for us. One of the main reasons we homeschool is to have the freedom and flexibility to “go with” what life brings and what needs and situations present themselves, so we’re far from rigid. But though it’s fluid, we definitely have our daily routine, and I love it. Except when […]

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