But I couldn't end this tour without a stop at Ann's blog. If you read this blog regularly, you know she's my favorite.
I found her our first fall in North Carolina, swept along with the flow of home-school and babysitting and seminary life and barely able to keep my head above the flood waters of grief and questions. And then, somehow, I found this blog with its quiet music and soft words. Grabbed hold of the words about making the ugly and hard beautiful by giving thanks. And the thanks I gave made the water around me sparkle until, slowly but surely, that thanks-giving has drawn me to the shore.
If you haven't had time to visit any of the other blogs on this 'tour' I've done, please PLEASE go by Ann's.
visit A Holy Experience