Lingering Questions
I’m studying the art of telling a good story. It’s helping me live with flair. Today, I read that every great novel needs mystery and
(my daily blog)
I’m studying the art of telling a good story. It’s helping me live with flair. Today, I read that every great novel needs mystery and
Tree Leaking Sap I think about sap today. I’m standing outside the apartment, waiting for my fitness friend to accompany me to the gym. I
I’m ordering a smoothie (raspberry and peach), and the young woman making it asks me what I’m doing for the rest of my day. “I’m
This morning, my new friend walks me to the gym (it takes us 25 minutes). Then, she pushes the elliptical machine time so that we
We hike in the dry heat. I notice this: The cactus finds a way to bloom in this parched land. Cactus Blooming Yellow I’ve never
I’m at an indoor pool that features a climbing wall with a waterfall. All the children climb up the wall and then jump off into
Cottonwood Seeds on the Lawn I walk outside and great puffs of white float about me. It’s not snow; it’s cottonwood seed. The seeds pile
Today my youngest cries out, “Mom, please tell me that you have not written your blog for today!” “I haven’t written my blog for today,”
Every time I feel lost in this new place, I just look up. An enormous mountain rises so high that you can see it no
I’m sitting in a lecture hall, listening to a seminary professor teach on the book of Romans. I bring a journal with me (the one