Lost
What does it mean to be really, really lost? My husband, Jim, the kind of person who always stops to help people, saw...
People Who Can’t Stand Me
I was griping to a friend about a person who just didn't seem to like me. This guy avoided me when we were in...
All Creatures of Our God and King
Just opened a can of (dolphin-safe) tuna and almost drained the can into cute little bowls that I no longer have for cats who...
“I was a stranger”¦*
I should probably cut myself a break. After all, it has only been six weeks since I moved to Baltimore (aka Charm City...
Contemplating My New Bettas
Over the weekend, I went to Petsmart and brought home a new betta, in part because the betta that survived last month's move from...
Biker Dad
I was driving to the grocery store the other day when the public radio network offered a story about motorcycle gangs, their initiation rituals,...
Real Presents (Part II)
Moving right along. Where was I? The 5:30 PM liturgy on Friday.
I had finally settled down in a back pew when an usher's tap...
Real Presents (Part I)
Just when I'm almost certain that church-the-building is one of the last places I'll encounter God's grace, I receive evidence to the contrary.
Being a...
On the Move with God
God doesn't move, we do. I've heard this aphorism for years and am currently experiencing this bit of wisdom big time. God doesn't move,...
Love Lives in the Details
Until I dive right into a situation, I will never understand how to love the people who live there.
As a writer, I could talk...
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