“Are we there yet?” If you’ve ever journeyed anywhere with children, or you’ve been a child yourself, you’ve heard this familiar refrain. “Are we there yet?” echoes impatiently across childhood. So, it came as no surprise when two grandchildren spoke...
As a little girl, I savored special visits with my paternal grandmother. Granny lived in a sleepy southern town. Americus resided just one town over from Plains, Georgia, now well-known because of President Jimmy Carter’s fame. Back then, those small towns in the...
Something about the beginning of the academic school year invigorates me. It might be because I was an elementary school teacher for two decades or that I’m a perpetual student myself. I inhale the excitement of learning. I listen to the joy bubbling up in my...
As a young Christ-follower, I actively explored a variety of ways to know more about Christ. Knowing about Jesus became desiring to be WITH Jesus and I began to grasp that those are different things—knowing about and being with—yet both are vital to the soul’s faith...
Habits repeat themselves almost unconsciously. They feel comfortable, familiar: the usual way of doing things. I’m thankful for habits that help me breeze through the day. Truth be told, I pay little attention to my habits until something interrupts my way forward. My...
