so much needs change.

North! Or Be Eaten

It always seemed to happen like this:
I would be reading Andrew Peterson's masterpiece, expecting to put the book down at the end of the chapter and continue what I was doing, but I wasn't able to. I just wasn't able to. The chapters always seemed to end in such a way that pulled me into the next chapter. When I finished reading book 1, The Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness by Andrew Peterson, I anxiously waited for the next book in the Wingfeather Saga. The wait, my friends, was well worth it. Andrew Peterson out did himself again, so let me tell you a little about it!
Janner, Tink, and Leeli always seemed to be either in the near grip of a Fang (a lizzard-like creature), held hostage in a suspended cage, or at the mouth of a sea dragon. The three children set out on an adventure with their strong and graceful mother Nia, pirate grandpa Podo, and book-loving friend and mentor Oskar. They were determined to escape from the Fangs, commanded under Gnag the Namelss, and pressed on towards the paradise of Anniera where their father once reined. What I loved about the book was that it showed how Janner, Leeli, and Tink, regardles of their young age, were able to do incredibly powerful and courageous things. Not once did their mother or grandpa doubt that Janner could find his way through a Fang-laden town and across a vast Ice Prairie. The always believed in Tink's aim when we was using his bow and arrow to defend his family from an army of Fangs, and they put much trust in Leeli's never-ending courage and strength. This is a beautiful story of finding one's identity and becoming who one was created to be.
I would highly recommend this book. Highly. If you choose to read this book, which I highly recommend you do, you will find a beautiful story that leaves you wanting more.

a season of redemption

Redemption is a beautiful word for a beautiful thing. Taking something broken and making it new again gives me hope that I need. I haven't thought much about redemption before, but I feel like I'm entering a season filled with redemption. Not saying that redemption has boundaries, but I feel that much will be redeemed in the short time to come. The Season of Redemption, a messy season with many tears, I'm sure, but a beautiful season at that. I'm anxious and scared, but powerful and courageous. In the beautiful mess of this season, a new light will be shed on the lovely act of grace.

May we never forget that Jesus is here and redemption is near.

Keep it fresh,
E.M. Brady

Colin on his first day of school. He picked out his outfit.
Adorable.