Live With Flair

I notice something so odd. The baby robins sleep with their mouths open. It’s funny; their beaks hang out of the nest, open to the

This morning I read EM Bounds’ essay on consecration. This part spoke to me most of all: Prayer is the one thing prominent in a consecrated

It’s a new morning, with new mercies, new joys, and new hope. I see the first pop of color on the trellis covered in climbing

My 85 year old friend and mentor, the one who invites me to the senior citizen lunch (and I go), and who gives me books

For whatever reason, I found myself in the worst mood ever a few days ago. These dark moments always send me into a tailspin that

I always feel a twinge of sadness on this weekend because I miss the days of swimming at the pool with little girls, running through

Today I discover this quote by author E.B. White: “I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire

I glean a final lesson from the Mother Robin: her work will indeed end. It’s not forever. I watch her gentle movements on her nest, and