Twenty years ago, I whipped up my very first Thanksgiving feast. I secretly wanted to prove to my new man (and his mother) that I knew my way around a kitchen. …
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Loving Others
I vividly remember the moment the nativity story came to life for me. I was ten years old and languishing through a midnight Christmas service. My exasperated mother had just roundly …
The after-service pancake breakfast was in full swing. Kids and adults milled about the multi-purpose room chatting amicably and scarfing down flapjacks together as one big church family. I was …
Grandma Rose's worn, white farmhouse was nothing fancy. When visiting you were just as likely to see a turtle she'd trapped dangling from a tree as you were a fresh …
I have a friend with this habit of thrusting me into awkward situations. I never know when I'll have a surprise meeting with a stranger, meet five random people at dinner or be …
Recently I butted heads with a dear friend. We are alike in our passion for serving Jesus but think and operate very differently. Usually we enjoy our different personalities. This was …
I love taking long walks along my picturesque country road. Out here I can be completely alone to think, pray, and just take a break. While strolling along, one thing …
Yesterday my husband and I hiked up a mountain trail along the rim of Lake Tahoe. The air was crisp. Pine trees towered over us. The wind whistled through the …
I never met anyone who loves his name more than my brother. When we were kids, that boy wrote his name on everything in our house. I mean, everything. He thought …