“Let the peace of Christ keep you in tune with each other, in step with each other. None of this going off and doing your own thing. And cultivate thankfulness. Let the Word of Christ—the Message—have the run of the house. Give it plenty of room in your lives. Instruct…
The unusually beautiful light brought me to my senses. An intense orange glow pushed past heavy curtains, spilled onto the floorboards, and flooded the space. I stumbled out of bed to pull the curtains back. The early morning horizon appeared as bright as noontime. How odd, I mused. As if…
This was not my finest hour. I’d been waiting for the “update” that hit my inbox on that Friday. Out of all submissions of late, I knew I’d nailed this one. I just knew it. Except that “update” proved me wrong — again. Sadly, I did not receive this well.…
“GiGi, I will have some crackers and juice this time,” my grandgirl asserted. I recalled the occasion months ago when I passed the communion plate over her head. Apparently, I’d offended her (again). This presented a precious opportunity talk about our faith. Clearly, my grandgirl’s heart is in the right…
Last week we glamped with the grands at Lake Ontario. This was RV#3 experience, if the back yard trial counts? In the region where we stayed, the shoreline was mostly rock. Relentless water and wind pound the stones into submission. Flat discs in an array of colors and sizes shifted…
If you could only eat one fruit for the rest of your life, what would it be? My first thought is of this luscious peach, plucked in its prime in Sirince, Turkey. Sun-warmed and juicy, each bite nearly dissolved on its own accord. We enjoyed other fruit in the generous shade…
I don’t usually lock the door before I begin a workout. It’s just that my fitness routine is so new I can hardly classify it as such. And one of our grands does tend to pop in just about then, looking for help with the bunnies. I enjoy pop-ins, generally…
My Mother’s Day request seemed simple enough. “A long drive,” I said. “Nowhere in particular.” It was unseasonably cool but sufficiently sunny. Cabin fever a la COVID-19 was setting in. Little did I know by the end of the day we’d have two new furry friends. We call him “Blackberry”…
I’m a fan of daffodils, a welcome sight after a long No Co winter. I might not notice a stem here, another there. Invariably, however, they surface en masse, a community chorus trumpeting spring. This year I planted daffodils in my window boxes, for an up-close and personal effect. As…
I watched the robins closely; a perfect pair perched motionless on the lawn one unreasonably chilly morning. The bright sunshine was saturating their brown-feathered backs. I appreciated their strategy, relishing the rays penetrating the windowpane. We have been on the look-out for the robins, a hopeful sign that spring will…
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