A Christmas Question from an ADHD Child: Have I Been Good Enough?

The Christmas season is drawing near. Here is the story of an ADHD child’s struggle to make Santa’s good list. I hope it challenges us all on how we think about the Christmas season.   I was driving the kids home from their gymnastics class one early October day. It had been a rough day. … More A Christmas Question from an ADHD Child: Have I Been Good Enough?

Fiction Friday: Shadow of the Storm Book Review

Back Cover Copy: Having escaped Egypt with the other Hebrews during the Exodus, Shira is now living in freedom at the foot of Mt. Sinai, upon which rests the fiery glowing Cloud containing the shekinah glory of God. When the people disobey Yahweh and build a golden idol, the ensuing chaos gives Shira an unexpected opportunity to … More Fiction Friday: Shadow of the Storm Book Review

If He Were A Tree

Here is a little bit of prose inspired by one of my readers, Jackie Goulette. I feel I didn’t quite do it the justice her idea deserved, but perhaps it is a start for something more in the future. Through my struggled attempt to convey my heart in this piece, I hope He shines through … More If He Were A Tree

They Call Her Wildfire

From my front porch I can see the billowing smoke. The side of the mountain is on fire. Over the past five days the whump-whump of helicopter blades have become a part of the normal ambience of my little cove. Payload after payload of water dumped from the sky.

On Rain After the Drought

A storm is brewing outside my window. Everything is draped in murky gray. The energy and anticipation in the wind makes the tree limbs waltz just before the clouds open. On Rain After the Drought Singing drops pound out their rhythm upon every thirsty surface

Shattered Defenses

As I was sitting in prayer time during church service this weekend, this is the story that played in my mind. It is inspired in part by a poem I wrote many years ago. (Which I won’t share because it is terrible 😉 )  Sometimes the hardest fight is the war against yourself. Once upon … More Shattered Defenses

To My Dear Daughter…

I’ve been feeling a little dried up in the inspiration department over the past few days. After trying out a few posts, none really felt right for the day. My three-year-old daughter, Ellie, was prancing around my desk this afternoon when I turned to her and said, “Ellie-girl, tell me. What should I write today?”