"The greatest surprise in life to me is the brevity of life.” — Billy Graham In March I celebrated my 58th birthday. The day came and went with little pomp or circumstance, which suited me just fine as I was busy trying to figure out how it got here in the first place. A minute… Continue reading Life… and Counting
Twelve years ago we crammed our belongings, three reluctant kids and an obnoxious sheltie named Bodie into our black Durango and one big yellow Penske truck and headed west. We hadn't an inkling as we pulled out of the driveway with tears in our eyes, that the 2,300 mile trek from Michigan to Idaho would… Continue reading Defined by Love
How did you run your race today? I pray you fared better than I did! In all honesty, this lap was a total bomb for me. I knocked over a few hurdles, dropped the baton once or twice, and tripped on my own shoelace. I was supposed to host a new acquaintance at my house… Continue reading One Lap at a Time
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet." A Birthday Rose from my RomeoWho hasn’t heard those memorable words penned by the Bard in his famous play Romeo and Juliet? The sentiment behind that poetic phrase is clear: the significance of a thing does not… Continue reading What’s in a Name?
I’m a slight history buff —something I only realized when I began teaching the subject in our little home-school classroom. After years of teaching science (preceded by years of studying math and science) delving into the humanities was a welcome breath of fresh air. Reading tales set in distant times and cultures held me as… Continue reading Raising the Standard
Last August, as part of an ongoing effort to more faithfully steward our health, our family embarked on a month of ‘clean eating’. My husband, two young-adult daughters and I shared 30 days free of dairy, gluten, legumes, sugar and food additives; while feasting on a veritable cornucopia of veggies, fruit and lean meats. Vitamin… Continue reading Clean Eating
So I went down to the potter’s house, and I saw him working at the wheel. But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands; so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as seemed best to him. Then the word of the Lord came to me. He… Continue reading Learning to Be Clay