Sarah Tag

I never used to cry at weddings until I got married. Only then did I realize how intensely you can love how critically you can speak how boldly you can share your soul how deeply you can hurt how passionately you can be received how profoundly God will work through His tool of...

God has used Corban in our lives in many ways. Isn't that kind of Him? To use the very being that we are trying to mold and shape in order to mold and shape us? Here are two recent ways that God has revealed Himself to me through my...

Water to spare,  steel wool for cleaning Eyes alive, gums gnawing, teeth coming More than enough, opportunities for patience (through that striped item) Capturing the precious the messy Exercising the mind and taking a break Those fingers, fully formed since before she was born forever curious, grabbing, pinching, pulling Chubby digits grip, push, imagine The constant...

We had our first trick-or-treaters. This pile of dirt was found just within my kitchen. Have you seen my kitchen? It's about the size of this pile! This should not be so! Babysitting has left my car full and my heart. Love caring for the babies of friends. Corban loves stirring and pouring. Water's a...

In honor of my five-year college reunion, we ate a free pancake breakfast in Alpha dining. The place where we first met, first dined together, first flirted, first fought, first pranked, first dreamt. We were now back with our two kids. Didn't see that one coming! Got us all fancied up for the dinner that evening. Met...

Leaves by Elsie N. Brady How silently they tumble down And come to rest upon the ground To lay a carpet, rich and rare, Beneath the trees without a care, Content to sleep, their work well done, Colors gleaming in the sun. At other times, they wildly fly Until they nearly reach the sky. Twisting,...

Have you heard of Instagram? It's photo journalism at its finest. I've never participated because you have to have an iPhone or iPad. I don't have an iPhone, and let's just be honest--an iPad's not that handy to carry in your back pocket and whip...

She had the best intentions. A morning devoted to her toddler. The toddler who had been renamed “The First Born” a week ago, when his little sister entered his house. Painting, coffee shop (fifty cent day-old muffins!), kicking balls, and swinging. She planned to remind him...

Jaeda Jane Steele graced us with her presence on July 27, 2012. 6:36am 7lbs 7oz 20.5 in RED HAIR Many thanks to Jessica Manduka for her brilliant camera work (and allowing James to just be husband/dad for these moments). These photos by James. ...