Jill Noble

2 minutes 22 seconds Most mornings, I greet my twelve hens by name as I open their little coop door and release them into the bright summer joys of worms and all things yummy and green. Most summer evenings, I “tuck them all in” and gently stroke each one through…

Building Relationships With Your Adult Children(1 min, 59 seconds) I’m grateful for friendships where we can pass on the small talk and go right to the good and hard. Where we can humbly savor together the sweet places, and honestly confess the painful stuff of life. Such is my new…

1 minute, 59 seconds A high school wrestling match is six minutes long. I know this because, for four of my teenage years, I sat cross-legged on my cheerleading pillow right next to the wrestling mat where I got a close-up view of what it looked like for two men…

1 minute, 27 seconds At one memorable triathlon I competed in, a guy in flip-flops and a captain’s hat initiated the start of our swim. Trumpet in hand, the sandal-clad race director stood near the end of the dock that stretched out into the lake where all of us swimmers…

Photo credit: Mathew Coulton, Unsplash Trusting the Giver of Good (2 minutes, 2 seconds) Our daughter’s dog, Greta, was sweet and snuggly. She was also sneaky! We caught her many times mid-act, stealing and swallowing raw eggs from our chicken coop! Perhaps because of this bawdy behavior, Greta developed a…

I Don’t Need That(1 minute, 4 seconds) I squat down, peering into the dark brown eyes of a darling five-year-old who happens to be decked head to toe in Pepto-Bismol pink. I smile warmly and say with a sparkly, sing-song voice, “I love your outfit!” I gush, “Pink is one…

(1 minute, 12 seconds) One day last October, I realized I was tired. Not the “I need more sleep” kind of tired, but rather the sort where I was bearing an everyday burden of fatigue that wasn’t shaking. In December, when a random sickness going around stuck to me like…

(51 seconds) “Not to us, O LORD, not to us, but to your name give glory, for the sake of your steadfast love and your faithfulness!” Psalm 115:1 John the Baptist’s life purpose, his sole mission, was to point his generation to the Messiah. (John chapter 1). When the crowds…

These tents called bodies weren’t meant to last forever. Broken hearts, busted-up bodies, damaged cells, and fading minds remind some of us daily of our mortality. On this rutted road, we look to God together as followers of Jesus. We share and listen to one another about the torn fabric…

(A Short Story With a Tasty Ending)(1 minute, 3 seconds) Once upon a time, there was a rooster named Sleepy. Now, I have heard honest reports of gentle and friendly roosters. Sleepy, however, was the other kind of rooster; the kind that strutted about his domain, thinking it really was…