This scene greets me every Sunday when I go to church. I’ve always thought it looks like a hidden Hobbit house or The Shire might be beyond that landscape. Thick vines cover every inch and obscure what lies on the … Continue reading Sorting through the weeds
Today I feel all official because Tech support came up to the writing center and set my computer station up for me. I have a login … Continue reading The Technophobe
I’m letting go, about to watch my beautiful baby bird fly. In less than a month she will be eighteen, which marks nearly nineteen years of … Continue reading Empty Nesting
I’d like to make an observation, America: contrary to media hysteria, the sky is NOT falling. In eight days we’ll find out whether we will have … Continue reading Look up!
4 Remain in me, and I will remain in you. For a branch cannot produce fruit if it is severed from the vine, and you cannot be … Continue reading Fruitful