As writers, we think we know what we need. We need an idea. Make that two. Or ten. Or twenty-two. We need a pen and a journal, or a keyboard and a computer, or maybe all of the above. And maybe we need just one more notebook. Or two. Or ten. Or twenty-two....
We are formed by that which we think on, that which we encounter, that which we respond to each day. We know it’s transformative to enter into spiritual disciplines for they help us create holy habits which, in turn, move us deeper to the heart of our God. We...
Lent invites us to explore. Ash Wednesday marks birth into a season punctuated with life and death: the life of Christ across thirty-three stunning earth years, Holy Week’s heftiness, the suffering road to the Cross, and His grace-offered death. Lent leads us along...
Next Sunday is New Year’s, you know. What? You think that’s not quite true? You think I may have lost a marble or two or flipped the calendar one too many months? For a good portion of my life, I’ve routinely celebrated three New Year’s celebrations: January 1:...
A plethora of muscle and tissue damage led to months of physical therapy a few years ago. Finally released from the grueling three-day-a-week PT schedule, my physical therapist grinned with such joy as she sent me on my way. Little did I know what was in that folder...
