Water and Sunshine
Relationships can be like a vegetable garden In the spring, I’m an enthusiastic gardener. I plan, I plant. I set up barriers to keep Flopsie, the wild bunny who…
Relationships can be like a vegetable garden In the spring, I’m an enthusiastic gardener. I plan, I plant. I set up barriers to keep Flopsie, the wild bunny who…
I came across this poem today. Good food for thought on days when I think I’m right. Possible Answers to Prayer By Scott Cairns Your petitions—though they continue to bear…
The “mom” face. My sons have seen it all too often. It looks something like this woman’s expression: It’s a toxic mixture of anger, disbelief and negative assessment, sure to…
As the world becomes an increasingly and randomly dangerous place, it would be easy to let fear drag me down. I send my sons off every day to a big, soft…
It’s a question a friend of mine taught me. Of course the trick in asking the question is waiting after you’ve said “really,” waiting to give the silence time to…
I sat silently in a meeting recently, this mental chatter in my head: What am I doing here? I’m not good at big picture conceptualization like these people. It’s better…