I wrote this a few weeks ago, and it became a turning point that led me back toward more hope and peace, I pray it does the same for you... I step onto the trail behind our home early one morning....
Loving other people can feel like stepping across a field of land mines sometimes. Perhaps this is truest of all online. So many angry words, sharp-pointed opinions, destructive assumptions. Why do...
Over a decade ago I sat in front of my computer staring at a blank screen, trying to decide what to say. Finally, the words came to me and I wrote, “Be courageous and write in a way that scares you...
The phone call comes. Hard news on the other end of the line. I listen and nod. By the time I hang up I feel a weight on my shoulders, like it all depends on me. I begin to worry. This is what I can...
Last year around Christmas, Mark and I braved a local shopping area for some gifts on our list. We braced ourselves for crowds and lines, loud songs playing over store speakers, irritable drivers...
Loving other people can feel like stepping across a field of land mines sometimes. Perhaps this is truest of all online. Politics. Social issues. The latest offense at school or work or the...
Hello, Friend! I hope your week is going well! I'm writing from my favorite coffee shop and there's an empty seat across from me. Wish you were here! For now here's some encouragement for you......
The airport is crowded this morning. As I wait for my flight I watch the parade of people. Disgruntled teenagers with caps pulled down over their eyes trailing behind determined parents. Bright-eyed...
I stood in a park on a fall day, leaves a kaleidoscope of colors around me. I held a bouquet of burgundy flowers in front of my simple black dress, a gold ribbon wrapped around my waist. In front of...
Crumpled tissues create a fortress in front of me, flanked by medicine bottles. I’m behind them, slumped down, surrendering to sleep at last. My husband comes into the room and says something. I...