Light (An Advent Story of Hope)
Hello there. Whether you have come here with intention or by happenstance, welcome. There is always a place for you here. I believe with my whole heart that we...
The Slow Miracles of Love and Time.
There are miracles we don’t likely notice. Things like the power of touch, the tenderness of time, the healing found in connection, the beauty of kindness. I remember as...
Even When I Wonder Why (The Year of Wonder)
Someone shared a quote with me that I won’t get exactly right but here goes: “Wrestling with God reveals just how close He is to us.” I am a...
Seven Stories in the Life of a Writer (and Author)
I’ve shared stories in the life of a writer here now for almost two years. This time, every story links arms with the stories of One Woman Can Change...
And Yet, Both Women… (Mary and Elizabeth)
But the angel assured her, “Mary, you have nothing to fear. God has a surprise for you: You will become pregnant and give birth to a son and call...
Shoot Like a Girl | As You Are
She said, “Show them you as you are – behind the words and the images.”
The “she” is my friend, Migdalia. We’ve been together since the early ‘80s, and we’ve...
Bloom. Rest. Burn.
"I was taught as a child that life was a rather straight-lined, nose-to-the-grindstone series of battles followed by blessing. But childhood fables of “strive hard and strive long to...
Good Grief, Good Words, and Pieces (some thoughts on a Thursday)
For a girl who loves words that are woven into well-crafted storylines, this season has been a challenging one. I’ve written a lot of things for others, but have...
The 30s Will Not Last. And There is Something Better.
I once wrote a little essay to a woman turning 30. Aptly enough, it was entitled, "30 Things to Learn from a Woman over 50." It was filled with...
The Truth about Soaring.
At the beginning of the year, I wore a necklace with a coin and a wing, and began using the hashtag #mysoaringyear on stories shared on Instagram. More than...
Shoot like a Girl | Hungry
Day 52: Cliciova, Romania Daniel stumbled into the courtyard of the humble farmhouse in the forgotten Romanian village, and plopped down at the table; he had been to this...
