Deep in the Heart of Man
This morning, the neighborhood children call me over to a huge, gaping hole in the earth. Construction workers have dug down so deep, you can
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This morning, the neighborhood children call me over to a huge, gaping hole in the earth. Construction workers have dug down so deep, you can
This morning, my daughters walk to school holding the hands of another mother. They want to talk to her about everything ranging from new earrings
Campus feels heavy, quiet, and ashamed. What a strange contrast to the beauty and warmth of this fall day in Happy Valley. It’s as if
My daughter granted permission to relate the following story: I’m having dinner with the Italian Mama, and I explain how my daughter currently seems to
My daughters help rake the leaves into huge piles on the lawn. They use the tree swing to launch up and across the yard, releasing
The whole house smells of seasoned broth from a crock-pot of vegetables, chicken, and spices. A crock-pot represents that glorious Unseen Hand that takes all
It’s time. One Leaf Takes Flight You lift off, send yourself into the glorious unknown, and let God carry you. Autumn Leaf Mid-Flight My children
The word has spread about my love of all things coconut. Children have kindly donated their coconut candy from Trick-or-Treating to the worthy cause of
I’m driving to the Department of Motor Vehicles, and I realize this is the last thing I want to be doing. But when you live
Well, I tried. Personally, I would like to bring back the white gloves. I learn that Jackie Kennedy wore the white gloves in part because