The fiery glow of day’s promise lingered deep beneath the horizon. Darkness touched the earth; no glow escaped, but I knew the sun was on her way. I expected her in an hour or so. I needed to start writing. As I sat in my sleeping house, (I love that kind of quiet) my Bible open, candle lit, coffee …
Bite of Bread: It’s About Faith
I’ve been talking with dear friends lately who have hard lives. Their pain and sorrow I can only imagine, and I myself wonder why they have to go through such struggle. But even after all of the messiness of life is shared between us and the tears fall, these friends confess their faith in Jesus. Though I’ve not been …
Why I Cry Watching “The Voice”
I’m a social crier. I see someone crying, and tears threaten my own eyes. It’s not my favorite quality. But today, I realized while watching “The Voice” blind auditions (the television show where contestants sing with the coaches’ backs to them), that I cried for almost every person who was on the stage. My tears weren’t just social, though there …
Bite of Bread: Be Fruitful
I bought a tomato plant last spring. I mean, I really bought a tomato plant, one that was already big and had green tomatoes on the vine. I didn’t even have to plant it; it came in its own pot. I call that cheating. I cheated this summer. The tomatoes were yummy, but I was really disappointed because the plant …
Don’t Hold On
I was searching for an image to use for this post and I typed “holding onto something” into the search button. I was expecting a hand and a pole or a hand and a hand, but this is what came up. It was the only picture that came from that search. I thought it was pretty cool. It was …