As I sit down to write, I don’t have much to say. I’ve retired from teaching college students because I didn’t have much to say to them either. It’s not…
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The End of July We were watching junk TV, a guilty pleasure I look forward to every Monday night. During a commercial break I walked out to check on the horses…
I’m so sorry for your loss. By looking at you, I see how tears have washed your face. I was in my late twenties when my mother and father died,…
I started sorting clothes fifteen minutes before the clothing drive ended with visions of hauling my jumpers and skirts off the hangers and stuffing them in garbage bags. I…
Jesus said that if God’s eye is on the sparrow, won’t He care even more about each and every one of us? He says we shouldn’t have to worry when…
For Lent I decided to read Revelation through like the wild, apocalyptic narrative it is, you know, like science fiction, not trying to figure out what every verse means. I…
“It’s raining to the east. You might see a rainbow,” said Candace King our local weather forecaster. I picked myself up and went outside to do chores. The day was…
Sometimes the complaint is the answer, but it can devolve into an emotional stink that drives people off. I know, because I’ve been so wounded from losing my family…
“Be positive. Banish the negative. Be thankful. Messages like this stream through Facebook. But I disagree, because you just can’t be happy all the time,” so opens my Perspective on…
Watched the moon rise behind a tree big enough to send cracks through the fire that grew slowly as the earth shifted out of her way. When she pulled away…