Yes. I realize it's August and not January. And, no, I'm not losing my marbles.... (Or at least I think I haven't just yet. But make this summer last a few weeks longer and ask me again.) In the Tanaka house, August signifies a second chance at a new year. And as much as some
As we hop over the halfway point of the summer of 2017, I realize that this summer has been a lot more busy than I had anticipated. While we had no travel plans this year, the kids did make a wish list of sorts of things they'd like to do and places they'd like to
Dreams. There’s been a lot of talk about dreams lately. Big dreams. Small dreams. Good dreams. God dreams. Dream following. Dream releasing. For many of us, our dreams change along this path of life - maybe because we achieved those dreams, or maybe because the dreams we had as children were a little more far-fetched
I’m sitting in a Starbucks right now. Laptop open. Coffee hot. Listening for the words on my heart. But the words have gone. There are so many things I wish I could say. So many things that I think I HAVE to say. But the words have gone. The world is hurting. The world is
Good Morning. The sun glistening across the ocean waters, skipping over the tips of the waves as they’re pulled in from the horizon. The first morning rays stretch out - reaching across the ocean and grasping for the land beyond. Melodies emerge from the throats of birds, filling the air, calling to the world, “Rise!
I often avoid writing publicly when the storms are rolling in. I'm not talking about the overcast skies with a passing drizzle here and there. No, I'm talking about full blown thunderstorms, complete with hail and possibly a tornado or two to knock everything down. It's quite ironic that as I write this, as the
"Hosanna! Hosanna in the highest!" Palm Sunday. The crowds cry out to the one who saves. Their souls, their hearts, beckon to Him. This crowd, so full of hope, embraces this man of miracles with such love, such praise. It makes me wonder then, how can this same crowd - in just a few days time
This weekend we learned my daughter’s best friend’s brother passed away. For anyone who has had to deal with a loss of a child, whether a close relative, a friend, even a neighborhood acquaintance, or a child you’ve never even met, you know the impact shakes up a community and the aftershocks are endless. As a friend