Live With Flair

I’m reading Ruth Haley Barton’s Longing for More: A Woman’s Path to Spiritual Transformation in Christ. She writes in the introduction that “the whole spiritual

First of all, it wasn’t my house. It was my neighbor’s house: A crowd of us gather after the storm to check in, care for,

Today I read in the book of Isaiah the command to do away with the pointing finger and the malicious talk.  I’ve been thinking so

Each new morning, the strawberry patch offers up a bowl full of ripe strawberries. It’s just enough for smoothies, parfaits, a cobbler, or a pie.

Every student, staff, and teacher lines the school hallways and extends their hands. They form a long and beautiful tunnel. The 5th graders–who have graduated

I find myself face-painting children this morning. Our elementary school has an indoor field day due to rain, and I’m on duty with paints and

We’re eating pizza at a local restaurant, and the very special dessert is coconut bread pudding–cooked and served in a coconut. You know my problem

I never thought that harvesting would be part of my day.  But harvest I do.  I love embracing what I never imagined I would ever

I read in C.S. Lewis’ Till We Have Faces a little statement: “Child, to say the very thing you really mean, the whole of it,

One of my neighbors absolutely amazes me. In her mid-50’s, she decides to follow her dreams to start a brand new career. She asks my