I’m sitting in a booth at a coffee shop with two friends, something that feels like a luxury since it hasn’t happened in so many months. We’re talking about what the future holds, where we’ll go...
I’m sitting in a coffee shop this morning. It’s brand new, with white walls and wooden floors that reflect the light. There’s art in my latte, the smell of cookies in the air, and a dozen or so...
The rough wooden boardwalk is cool beneath my feet as I make my way to the sand. The sky is still the thick, deep blue of night, and gray shadows sway in the salty wind. I sleepily take my husband’s...
Thank you for being imperfect. Does that sound strange? Let me explain... One morning at breakfast I announced to my husband that I’d be doing something hard that day. “What is it?” he asked,...
I bought myself a pack of gold stars today, just marched right into the craft store and claimed them. No one stopped me and said, “But you haven’t earned those. You can’t just go running around with...
On a recent morning I told God I wasn’t fine. Nope, I was tired of stupid Covid-19. Frustrated over being far away from my family. Grieved over people being mean on social media. Maybe you can...
On a fall morning over a decade ago, I sat in a circle of women whose ages and stories varied. We clutched coffee cups and held in our emotions, no one wanting to be the first to share. What did we...
As I wait for my flight I watch the parade of people (this is before Covid-19 and quarantine). Disgruntled teenagers with caps pulled down over their eyes trailing behind determined parents....
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...