Last night was kind of the crowning glory for me. A moment in time when I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole. And to be sure. I have had my fair share of awkward moments. Moments when my truly funny life has imitated fiction. Watch me in action for about five …
She rushes out of bed with the noisy static of the alarm urging her to ‘get a move on.’ Stumbles out of the bedroom door and slips as quietly as she can down the stairs. Knowing full well, she is already pushing it for time. Time is not her friend these days…always urging her to …
When tragedy strikes and disaster hits. And when calamity occurs and life is lost. When that life is a child’s life- a precious son or daughter’s life. A mother’s life, a wife’s life, a sister’s life. Or worse: when that loss is a family’s life, it is so pervasive and deadly in its scope. So …
There are days when frost covers barren ground. Like a heavy cloak. When tiny buds on frozen tree limbs shimmer with an icy glaze. When tiny shoots of new life, thwarted in process of emerging forth. Are interrupted. Dark, heavy clouds hang low and ready. There are these kinds of days. When table talk is …
There are times when I scrutinize the reflection I see in the mirror. And I don’t like what I see the majority of the time. Is that surprising, really? We are our own worst critics, and when we look in the mirror, what are we usually looking for? Flaws. Imperfections. Areas needing improvement. The other …
So, here’s where the rubber meets the road. Yesterday, I wrote about seeing the best in people. And I love doing that in my role as teacher, friend, colleague, volunteer. But probably the hardest place for me to practice seeing the best in people is when it comes to family. Because let’s face it, family …
A few years back, when I was teaching high school instead of five-year olds, I use to know a thing or two about teenagers. For instance, I knew that you can’t try too hard to be liked by them. It helps to be funny. And don’t take yourself too seriously, or you’ll be the laughing …
We sit across from one another in a cramped booth. She talks, I lean in. There is urgency in casual lunch meetings of this nature. And we both know that all too soon, time will snatch away these precious moments. And the body language says it all. Urgent!! This is important!! Don’t interrupt. That is, …
Introvert: a quiet, contemplative person who prefers solitude to socializing, who enjoys time spent in thought, who tends to express themselves better after careful consideration, who prefers work in isolation to working in groups. And to think, that half the world’s population is in this category of people. Isn’t it time the Church started to …
I’ve been here before: in that place where darkness settles overhead, hovering in ominous, cloud-like presence. Feeling the weight of it all. Wondering if I will ever be free from the burden of guilt, the oppression. Guilt. It covers. Blinds. Leaves me groping in the dark for some comforting safe harbor. That is the burden …
I guess you could say that Florida is in the Bible belt. And for sure you could say that I am in the middle of a Christian retirement community, as I am travelling with my parents. (And they are attending a Christian conference at a mid-sized Christian conference and Resort Center here in north-western Florida.) …
My sneakers, Their shoes, all echo in the empty corridors as we walk the mile. Take the elevator. Ride the lift. We see her then, slumped over on her tray and sleeping. Her wordless daughter sitting next to her in the bulky wheel chair. Neither indicating so much as a wave, by way of recognition …