Soul and Body Food
I’ve noticed something about myself. I don’t forget to eat. If there’s banana bread in the kitchen, I know it. Well that’s because I made banana bread Saturday night. If there’s fresh coffee brewing, I can smell it from two rooms away. My body gets fed regularly — sometimes enthusiastically. But my soul? That takes…
Draw Me Nearer
I’ll admit it. I am spent.Two weeks of non-stop Early Voting will do that to a girl. Early alarms. Rushing to the polls. Smiling. Organizing. Serving. Doing it all again the next day. And the next. It almost sounds pitiful to say out loud — because I chose to serve. I’m grateful I can serve.…
Don’t Let the Birds Nest There
You’ve probably heard it before:“You can’t stop birds from flying over your head — but you can keep them from building a nest in your hair.” Now, I don’t know about you, but some mornings my thoughts sound like a full-blown bird convention when……Worry swoops in.Fear circles.Old regrets flap loudly.That one embarrassing thing we said…
Walk a Mile in These Shoes
Before we judge someone — let’s look again.These aren’t designer sandals.They’re cut-up plastic bottles tied together with twine.They’re not a fashion statement — they are necessity. And suddenly Luke 6:37 feels less like a suggestion and more like a command: “Judge not — condemn not — forgive”. It’s easy to form opinions from a distance.…
God’s Great Big Beautiful Family
Have you ever noticed how church can feel like a family reunion — minus Aunt Mildred’s potato salad and Uncle Bob’s political debates? You walk in thinking, We’re just checking out this random church. Casual. Observing. Sitting near the back in case we need a quick escape. And then something happens.Someone remembers your name. A…
Maestro, Make My Life a Symphony
Have you ever listened to an orchestra tuning up before the conductor walks out? Screech. Squeak. Random scales. A cello wandering somewhere near Kansas while the violins are in New York. It sounds like chaos auditioning for a headache. And then — tap, tap, tap.The Maestro steps in. One lift of the baton and the…
God Still Leads the Way
I first became acquainted with Harriet Tubman when my youngest grandson’s school reading was “The Story of Harriet Tubman — Conductor of the Underground Railroad” written by Kate McMullan. Harriet couldn’t read or write. Let that sink in.She wasn’t armed with education, influence, money, or connections. As a young girl, she suffered a brutal head…
Forty-Six Years in the Making
Not since 1980.Forty-six long winters. Generations born, raised, and grown who had never seen Team USA men’s hockey strike Olympic gold. And then — yesterday morning — it happened. Overtime.1:41 on the clock.A puck kissed the net and history exploded. We were in full exultation mode when that final shot hit. The kind of joy…
STOP! Don’t Drink the Kool-Aid
That phrase may sound a little dated, but the lesson behind it is timeless. It came from one of the most tragic examples of blind followership in history — people swallowing a lie that cost them everything. And while we shake our heads and say, How could they believe that lie? But, we aren’t always…
Get Ready for YOUR Comeback
At just 20 years old, Alysa Liu didn’t just skate beautifully — she staged a comeback for the history books. The first American woman in 24 years to stand atop the Olympic podium. Gold around her neck. Tears in her eyes. Her father, Arthur Liu, celebrating wildly in the stands. Twenty-four years is a long…