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Joy and Sadness in the same place. Is that an emotional oxymoron?

I'm at camp. I have spent most of the summer here. I go home every few weeks to make sure things are in order and to check in with...

I think there is a library full of words that rarely get used. When I am reading, I collect words that I do not know and try to learn...

I'm in the middle of a remodeling project of sorts. Like most of my projects, my vision is bigger than my budget and the timeline is...

I'm an old church kid. I was raised on a wooden pew in Western Pennsylvania. My teachers were a well-intentioned collection of Christians...

How long is 21 days? 504 hours, 30,240 minutes, 3 weeks? I will tell you that 21 days is 13 years. Let me explain. In Daniel chapter 10...

I have 33 blueberry bushes. They are the blue icing on the one acre green cake of land that God gave me ten years ago. I remember the...

I am a doer. I get an idea and my brain can quickly run amuck with plans to make that idea a reality. If you are a type A person like me,...

My dog, a loveable and very energetic Lab-Boxer mix pawed me smack in the eye. I can tell you that the resulting scratched cornea was no...

It was early 2015. My 23 year marriage had ended, my career in Christian ministry was over, I was recovering from multiple knee and back...

I'm writing a short story. It's a memoir of sorts. The narrative begins in May of last year when me and Jesus took a walk around the...

She was in turmoil. She was bombarded with anxious thoughts and feelings and could not trust her own brain to sort them out. Reality had...

March 11, 2023 My little cottage in the mountains was a major rehab project from day one - the type of thing I just love. Giving new life...

I am a woman of faith who struggles to have faith. I know that sounds ridiculous but if I'm being honest I must confess that while using...

When I was younger me, I did a lot of drawing and painting. I like bright colors, red is my favorite and when someone would compliment my...

It was Sunday night. I went to bed early to avoid pain. But I struggle with sleep and this night was no exception. I had a lump in my throat and a pain in my chest. They had been there longer than a day, longer than a month, and longer than a year. My pain was physical and emotional and the latter was by far the worse. I wondered if I would ever be right again.   That morning in church my pastor asked, "If you can't sleep because you are lying in bed stressing over something,