Feeling Sheepish

I find the cereal aisle disturbing. Over-choice overwhelms. Just give me rolled oats (which is beneath the quick oats, the…

Even the Darkest

Fears call out like professional street beggars, demanding I hand over my valuables; my trust and courage in Christ. I’m…

We were white-water rafting on the North Fork of the American River. As we headed toward a narrow gorge, this…

While visiting Athens, Paul the apostle found among the innumerable shrines one inscribed, “To an Unknown God.” With grace and…

I am married to an X-Wing fighter pilot—a rebel battling the prince of this world and unseen forces of darkness…

Hay and Glitter. My classroom was covered in both, as the four-year-olds got carried away in the manger—our life-sized crèche…

During pregnancies, I collected Bible verses to comfort me during the most intense part of the birth process; namely “transition”—cited…

The first time I made acorn bread, I took one bite and spit it out. If this was the common…

The wall clock in our condo can be seen from the kitchen, dining and living rooms. I love its easy-to-read,…

I’m thinking about Thanksgiving Dinner. I love the planning (to brine or not to brine—that is the question); perusing recipes…