I stared at a man in the booth across Arby’s, he was dressed in a leather coat with fringe, his sleeve had a stylized cross and he wore pointy toed…
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Even though the days are lengthening and my horses will begin shedding by the end of January, we are at the beginning of the bleak time. The ratchet up…
Christmas runs a finger along the cracks in my soul, so they splinter and spread like windshield glass that a pebble has struck. It lays a hand on my love…
While I am sitting inside, watching Lake Michigan curl round over and over as the water dances with the shore, Bruce is doing his best to take care of my…
Last year I bought a couple of expensive planners, hoping they would nudge me out of days wasted on Facebook. I started with a daily shaped around the Christian year….
Every morning I walk the dogs down to the corner of our road and look at the electric wires on one side and the long phone wire looped in the…
As you know I struggle with overwhelm on a regular basis as well as all that open time that comes with retirement. Recently I read Andi Cumbo-Floyd’s new book Love…
The moon rose so fast, I felt the world tilt, like my mother’s Shaker settle, not pegged down. Up ended. Her flow blue tea set sliding onto the floor, shattered….
“But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession…” I Peter 2:9a (NIV) I sat across from my spiritual director, Father MacFarlane saying how…
Ever since we moved to the farm, I’ve wanted to set out our housewarming gift, a cedar bird feeder. I wanted to see blue jays, gold finches, rose-colored grosbeaks, and…