Love your enemies. (the year of gathering)
I honestly thought there might be an asterisk somewhere in the pages—a subtle footnote or editor’s revision tucked in the margins. “You have heard that it was said, ‘Love...
Stories about caring for others
Being a Safe Place (the year of gathering)
I’m writing two stories right now. The first publishes in October for Redbud Writers Guild. It’s about the freedom found in limitation. The second is for Joyful Life Magazine,...
Maybe We Need Simple Right Now – and #kitchentherapy for Nell
Three ingredients.
A clapboard church. A cookie recipe. And a woman who is "eighty-three and four-fifths."
You might think this #kitchentherapy story is a bit too simple. I encourage...
Share Each Other’s Burdens
“This place is so cool. So kids get to come here? Is it a park or something?” I watched the two groups of teenagers walk around the corner of...
Comfort Food.
It’s raining. There is at times a delicate mist in the air, and times when the silence is disrupted by the tap-tap-tap on the windows and the gentle rumble...
Legacy. (a note to my mom)
If I survive, I will spend my whole life at the oven door seeing that no one is denied bread and, so as to give a lesson of charity,...
The Best Recipe. Ever.
Eight pounds of granulated sugar. Ten pounds of flour and cream cheese. One half-gallon of vegetable oil. Twelve pounds of butter and powdered sugar. Carrots and pineapple and pecans,...
Praying from Z to A.
It was a rather purposeful accidental thing. I sat in the dark technical booth in the back of the room, with a lighting board to my left and a...
Peanut Oatmeal Bars. Make them. Give them away.
If a grocery list includes powdered sugar, chocolate, butter, oatmeal – plus fairy dust, ribbons, Sharpies, and craft sticks – I know it’s going to be the start of...