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Recent Posts

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    When you’re missionaries or church planters or whatever you want to call people in that sort of ministry, you sometimes (often….) have some fairly small…
  • Penelope’s Kitchen: Little Tricks
    It’s been a full six months since I created a Kitchen post. This is not a cooking blog so, quite laugheably, that post has 400%…
  • Let’s Have Tea
    Maybe you could sit with me here awhile. I’ll make you tea in my pretty green pot and set out a tray with chocolates and…
  • Come and Rest
    About five minutes down the road, I remembered what I knew I’d forget: my little abandoned glass jar of sourdough starter at the back of…
  • For the Kids and the Grandpas
    There is a gift my children have only half received. I feel in some ways like we’ve all been gypped, but then, that would be…
  • That Feeling of Smallness
    Thursday night I was getting ready for bed when David came in from several visits. “Penelope!!” he whispered lest he rouse little miss G from…

Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my Beloved come into His garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.

Song of Solomon 4:16

We were all created to be dwellers of Eden’s Garden.

Is it any wonder we find such solace in God´s Creation? But like the Shulamite, we find ourselves this side of the Fall. Harsh winds will blow. Warm breezes come. Our Garden of Spices whisper their aroma up to our Beloved, a blessed communion even Adam never knew for it is a communion born through sorrow, sacrifice and undeserving Love.

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