I Know It Doesn’t Sound Romantic
My husband buys me a space heater as a surprise. I know it doesn’t sound very romantic. Just wait. He leaves a trail of words
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My husband buys me a space heater as a surprise. I know it doesn’t sound very romantic. Just wait. He leaves a trail of words
I’m trying to untie a jumbled mass of a thin gold necklace from my daughter’s jewelry box. A tangled knot on the chain challenges me
You know the story of sweet Jack. We found him wounded and frail with a broken tail, a cut mouth, and a missing eye. We
This morning, I enter the elementary school’s gym to retrieve my daughter for her dentist appointment. It falls right in the middle of her very
This morning, I read the quote, “Scratch life anywhere, and you find a witness to the Way.” It’s E. Stanley Jones again, talking about how
I’m starting to think that flaxseed can solve many problems. We’ve decided to use a few teaspoons a day in things like smoothies, sauces, and
I ask my daughter what birthday treat she wants for her classroom, and she reports, “Everybody wants the Hamburger Cupcakes!” I realize now that I’m
Last night I consider what a wise mentor once told me: “Sometimes your most spiritual activity might just be taking a nap.” I’m so tired
This morning, I’m speaking to a group of 1,000 people about how I encounter God. As I pray about what to report, one phrase resonates
Today, my youngest daughter and I float petals in the creek. She loves to launch a flower where the creek begins and watch it find