Dave and I have been traveling separately recently. He’s been in Seattle visiting his kids, while I’ve been in Ohio spending time with my son, daughter-in-law, and our new grandbaby. On this last trip, he left home a few days before I did, which meant I had several nights alone in our bed. I noticed…
One of my children is in a dire situation in a foreign country. I’ve had to navigate overwhelming logistics, and yesterday one of them was miraculously resolved. But there is still so much we can’t do from here. At some point, we simply have to pray and trust the Lord. I’m so grateful for friends…
My dad used to tell this true story about his days in dental school. My husband, Dave, loved getting him to tell it, and Daddy was always happy to oblige. In his later years, we often introduced it by saying, “Daddy was too cool for Elvis,” and then we’d prompt him to tell the story….
I’ve been writing a lot of Christian praise and worship music. As I’ve really gotten into the power of praising the Lord through song, I have felt very strongly that I should create an Easter song. While pondering on this, I felt inspired to tell the story from Mary Magdalene’s perspective. After prayer and reflection,…
Do you feel drawn in different directions—to study one thing and then another? To pursue one creative interest, only to feel pulled toward something else? Perhaps you’ve wondered why you can’t focus on just one thing like “normal people” seem to do. If so, you may be what I call a Pollinator. We go where…
Learning to trust God’s vision more than my own, one step at a time. “Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct thy paths.” Proverbs 3:5-6 This has long been one of my favorite passages—one that has brought…
In 2017 my mother passed away, and not long after, I walked through an unexpected divorce. It was a season of profound loss — the kind that rearranges everything you thought was stable. That summer I traveled to Utah to take my sons to visit their father. While they were there, I stayed with one…
A circle of strangers gathered with drums resting on their knees in the tiny Unity center. What began as a simple curiosity soon became a living lesson in unity—one I’m still carrying with me. Prompted by a recent drum experience at home, my husband found a local drum circle event and suggested we attend together….
