emily@chattingatthesky.com

I’m Emily. I am married to The Man, a youth pastor and a grown up. I learn from him on a daily basis because he is wise and handsome and smells good. And wise. We live in the southeast and have three children five and under. We love high school students. And The Office. And mint chocolate chip ice cream. The white kind, not the green.

This is the place where my modern day parables are lived out in a string of Tuesdays. A place where the holy and the humorous mingle with our everyday moments, compelling me to notice.

In her song Tuesday, Sarah Masen sings about the tired ending of a too-long day. The lyrics aren’t explicit, but I think they describe a girl who had lived a regular day in a regular life without making space for her soul to breathe. It seems like sometimes when we most need a source outside of ourselves we are least likely to seek one.

At the end of the day, the girl in the song stops and takes notice of the beauty in life that surrounded her. And she doesn’t only notice, she enters in. She stops to chat at the sky. And in doing so, she sees her Creator.

So while this is a place for me to chat about parenting and coffee and photography, I hope for it to also be a place to remember. A place to just be and invite others to be alongside of me. A place that encourages reflection and discovery of meaning in the midst of the mundane.