While playing in the yard with my kids a few days ago, I spotted a carpenter bee buzzing on the ground. Unable to fly, the little thing wasn’t long for this world. I promptly forgot him. Carpenter bees aren’t known for their endearing qualities, so it wasn’t as though he would be missed among the … More Little Bee Girl: Loving the One Nobody Wants
I spent a day walking on broken glass. After driving through a run-down industrial area, I walked with broken glass under my bare feet as I searched the landfill for bits of treasure. An odd way to spend a day of my vacation in the Hawaii? Perhaps. But, things are not always what they seem.
Don’t laugh, but before we left for Hawaii, I scrounged around for the movie Pearl Harbor, circa 2001. I know, its not exactly an accurate representation of historical facts, but that’s not why I watched it. I have a deep love for fiction. Fiction matters, it draws us in. Yes, the romantic drama took more … More 75 Years of Weeping
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
I was reading through some old journal entries this morning. I’m a nostalgic little soul. I ran across an entry that brought joy to my heart, and I wanted to pass this on in hopes that it would encourage you as well. Once upon a time, a long time ago, I walked the beach early … More You’re Not A Half
It’s Mother’s Day weekend. It’s a weekend celebrated with Facebook posts, sticky hugs and kisses, and cute handprint cards. There will be recognition at churches across the country on the virtues of motherhood, honoring a tribe of women who make the world go round. Smiles and sunshine abound, but you look from the outside in … More To the Women With Aching Arms on Mother’s Day
A few nights ago, we shared a meal with our neighbor. His essence is of a man who has lived a long life, and lived it well. My children did their best to impress him, sitting tall around our big kitchen table. He said they had quite the vocabulary, which I think was a … More Let’s Talk About “Us”