When What’s Ahead Seems Too Hard
Eons ago, my preschool boy crept to the end of our friend’s modest diving board, muttering under his breath, then…
Eons ago, my preschool boy crept to the end of our friend’s modest diving board, muttering under his breath, then…
I first heard God’s voice through the lips of my mother. And I don’t remember ever wondering if God was…
With the book launch nipping at my heels, I am today sharing a piece I wrote for my friend Evelyn…
Although a new calendar doesn’t technically usher in a new season, it sure feels like it does. We buy the…
Traditions take us back to our past and pull those we’ve lost into our current lives. Traditions set a pattern…
I thought surely one of them would answer their phone. I had slept in that early fall Saturday morning, and…
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