31 Days of the Almost Empty Nest: Full


This post is part of my 31 Days of the Almost Empty Nest series. I’m writing in community with the thirty-one dayers. Women all over the world are joining together in the month of October to write every day about something they’re passionate about. Check out some of the other writers here. So much good stuff. To read my first post, with links to all the days, go here. Don’t forget about the giveaway on this post.


This morning, the crescent moon is a lopsided grin in the sky. It hangs above the morning star, looking like a garlic clove, giving fragrant light. Fog nestles in the low places but the sky remains crisp, shining its many beacons down on Bonnie and me as we wade into dew-soaked grass.

We walk around the house and I peer in the windows from the back yard. The kitchen gives a warm glow that begins inside of me. This morning, I am happy.

My family is all under one roof again for a few days. Yesterday, I waited in the van for Teddy outside of his dorm. I drove along the river, past cornfields, under a blue sky for almost four hours to fetch our eldest chick. It’s his first time home since beginning his freshman year and I would have driven to that milky moon and back to get him. On the way home, we talked about everything. And this boy is my quiet one. The look on his face when he climbed into the passenger seat beside me made my heart melt.

“It’s good to see you, mom,” he said, with a smile as wide as the moon’s. I had to restrain myself. He looks thin to me. But he seems so much older. How does this happen in the span of two shortish-longish months?

After the long drive home through the dark, down narrow roads ripe with big trucks and slow-moving vehicles, we all sat in the living room together. Bonnie was beside herself with joy as he munched a piece of chocolate pie left in the fridge by his Grammy especially for him.

It’s strange how this old thing can feel so new. How time changes a family and each season leaves its mark. We are moving slow through these things, but we move together. Like the changing phases of the moon, all that is old is new again, bathed in shimmering beauty.

Almost Empty

Playdates with God: Having a Childlike Faith in a Grown-up World

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Playdates with God: Having a Childlike Faith in a Grown-up World is the story of how a simple invitation to play can open our eyes to joy and call us back to an intimate relationship with God.

Do you remember when you first fell in love? When you fell in love with Jesus, was it much the same? Did you spend countless hours poring over Scripture? Did sleep suddenly seem mundane as you rose at pre-dawn each day to meet with him? Was every sunset an expression of his love and did every sermon hold a secret message just for you? Isn't this the place we all long to return to within our spiritual lives? We desire the bliss of an intimate, unrestrained love relationship with God.

Playdates with God is the story of how, when we step out of our ordinary grown-up lives and set aside time for wonder, we open our hearts to be wooed back to our first love—to the excitement we felt when we first fell in love with Jesus. But this is more than a story about falling in love.

It’s about staying in love.

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