Sherri Gragg

Juggler of words and children…collector of pottery shards

Monthly Archives: May, 2015

The Lessons of 46

I didn’t think much about this birthday until my walk this morning. Then, as I pondered turning 46, I was filled with gratitude, for even in this world broken by … Continue reading

May 30, 2015 · Leave a comment

Snapping Turtle Grace

“Do you like it here?” I asked my 17-year-old daughter. We were in New Orleans for a few days on a college tour. “Yes,” she said. “I do.” The light … Continue reading

May 29, 2015 · 5 Comments

Work? Maybe I should Just Lay Down For Awhile…

On the way to take my 13-year-old to the orthodontist today, I sighed and said, “It is 1:30 and I have yet to do any work.” (non kid work, that … Continue reading

May 28, 2015 · Leave a comment

Peace in the Pressure Cooker

We have been into this summer thing for two and a half days now and I am already losing my mind. As a rule, my work/parenting goal is to keep … Continue reading

May 27, 2015 · Leave a comment

It Sure is Messy Down Here

The new humanity that is created around Jesus (through the incarnation and redemption) is not a humanity that is always going to e successful and in control of things, but … Continue reading

May 23, 2015 · Leave a comment

Starving for Beauty

I woke up tired yesterday, and was tired all day long. Then last evening, I hit pause on the tyranny of the urgent, hopped in my Jeep and picked up … Continue reading

May 22, 2015 · Leave a comment

Light Sower

I sat across from her, one older and wiser than me; one who had studied deeper, walked with God longer.  I told her my story. I pulled back the thick … Continue reading

May 20, 2015 · Leave a comment

My Grandmother’s Bible

I remember catching glimpses of my grandmother’s Bible as a child and  being in awe. It was so different than my own back then. As a child, my Bible was … Continue reading

May 15, 2015 · 1 Comment

What Makes God Angry?

Last night, I watched my youngest daughter get tripped hard on the soccer field. Twice. The first time, I winced and let it slide. The second time, I had to … Continue reading

May 13, 2015 · Leave a comment

The Rescued

I stopped to say hello to a man and his dog outside of Home Depot. The dog was a medium sized mixed breed the color of butterscotch. Her eyes were … Continue reading

May 8, 2015 · 3 Comments