Live With Flair

Last night a dear neighbor and I were talking about our fascination with birds. I’m seriously thinking about joining a Pennsylvania birding club. In the

I love just thinking about Revelation 4. Last night, graduate students gather and sing the old hymn, “Holy, Holy, Holy!”accompanied by guitars, piano, and even

I’m teaching from a chapter in Writing to Change the World that talks about “orchestrating moments” to experience awe and realize the hope and beauty

Last night I ask a local artist why he creates art. He’s been making art for over forty years.He’s patient with my question. He simply

The snow sits like frosting on the fence and tree limbs. In the Winterberry Bush (which I’m not actually sure is a Winterberry anymore, but

Trudging through the snow this morning, I recall the statement by American poet Oliver Wendell Holmes that “walking is a perpetual falling with a perpetual

This morning I read something astonishing: David writes in Psalm 63 that he “sings in the shadow of [the Lord’s] wings.” Not in the spotlight,

My daughters both sign me up to bring brownies for the class Valentine’s Party. I decide to have a baking day and try some new

If you’re going to go public–through writing, speaking, or teaching–you’re going to battle self-consciousness. It’s a terrible state of being; self-consciousness is an acute (and

It’s very hard not to relax when a lazy cat lives with you. She stares you down until you curl up beside her on the