Remembering is an act of thanksgiving, a way of thanksgiving, this turn of the heart over time's shoulder to see all the long way His arms have carried.
Hi, I'm Mariko (MAH-ree-ko). Roller of eyes, wielder of chopsticks, huge fan of Jesus. This is my face and this is my blog. It's a place where we talk about God and life and all the goodness and suckiness tangled up therein. It's a place where ideas bounce around in creative community. It's a place where I've debriefed as I've written a book and navigated marriage and had a baby. It is not a place for Twilight fanfiction and I really wish I didn't need to make that clarification.