The Whirr of Love

The Whirr of Love

One of my favorite sounds from my childhood is the whirr of Mamma’s sewing machine. It’s a sound that travels gently through the house, an undertone of life, a sound of safety and surety. Mamma loved to sew; she frequently made dresses for me and my sisters or Halloween costumes, costumes for plays we were in, drapes, napkins, tablecloths, doll clothes. You name it, she made it. And no matter where we lived (we moved around a lot!), she brought her sewing machine; the first time in a new house that I heard the whirr, I felt like I was home, and a contentment filled my heart.

Kara's Collection: Just Get Over It ~ Guest Post by Blythe Hunt

Kara's Collection: Just Get Over It ~ Guest Post by Blythe Hunt

from an article originally posted February 6, 2015...

I love the title of Kara’s recent post, “Grieve and Get on with It”. Before reading it, I admit to being a little shocked—is she going to tell us that when we’re grieving, it’s fine to cry for a while but then we need to get over it?

Kara's Collection: Grace Reminders

Kara's Collection: Grace Reminders

from an article originally posted February 5, 2015...

In the daily battle with cancer one can imagine the countless direction discouragement can come from in one simple day. I am blessed with people who remind me of grace, goodness, what is to come. My reminderers- I have many. Carl comes nearly every day and points me to Jesus. He is reading through Psalm 119 with me. Some days the encouragement is easily found while other days leave us looking for the deeper story of redemption in anguish.

Confession

Confession

As I prepared this week’s Kara’s Collection posts to be published, I realized how few we have left before we’re done with this beautiful, important work. It seems silly to type that—I mean, I am a part of the community that journeyed this with Kara. And I’ve read all of these posts a million times. Of course I knew that they would eventually come to an end, but somehow this week, it just hit me hard. Finishing posting her blogs will be the end of a chapter, putting even more distance between me and Alive Kara.