Safe

Safe

Get home! I raced down the hall toward the parking lot. My heels clattered down the quiet walkway. No middle schoolers flooded the hall; school ended an hour ago. I stayed for a meeting, but I needed to be home for an appointment and to get dinner for Van before he...
Christmas Expectations

Christmas Expectations

What were Mary’s expectations as she traveled to Bethlehem? Was she hoping for a room with a bed, a pitcher of water, clean sheets? Did her expectations change the closer she got to the city? She didn’t have time to plan for Jesus’ birth away from home,...
Hope Cycle

Hope Cycle

I tend to be an introvert. I need my own space and a lot of quiet. People can make me feel claustrophobic. My patience, grace, and kindness are finite. Limited. I allow circumstances and feelings to intrude and affect my responses—rarely for the good of myself or...
Awestruck

Awestruck

Yesterday I took my youngest granddaughter, Robyn, and her brother, Blake, to look up-close-and-personal at the Rose Parade floats. I devoted my time and attention on these two and enjoyed every minute. Every float is a work of art. Not one detail is left to chance....

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