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…

By Donna Wuerch Noble February 25, 2026 0

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…

By Donna Wuerch Noble February 24, 2026 0

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…

By Donna Wuerch Noble February 23, 2026 0

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…

By Donna Wuerch Noble February 21, 2026 0

Lent Means Course Correction

Back when I was a private pilot, I learned something quickly — flying isn’t just about getting off the ground. It’s about staying on course. We had a single-engine Cessna 182 — a sweet little ride. And I still remember the truth every pilot learns — wind changes everything. Wind speed and wind direction can…

By Donna Wuerch Noble February 18, 2026 2

The Love Test

Valentine’s Day fell on Saturday this year, and we were in Lubbock. I woke up to a sweet surprise — Carl had left me a beautiful card and a pair of sunflower earrings. Now, if you know our story, you know sunflowers are special to us. They were the flowers at our wedding. So those…

By Donna Wuerch Noble February 17, 2026 0

So the Rocks Don’t Have to Sing

Carl and I have been in his hometown of Lubbock, Texas for the last few days. We came on a mission.Well — a Lubbock Christian University homecoming.I watched him walk onto the campus where he once carried books, dreams, and confidence that said: “I don’t know what the future holds, but I’m sure going to…

By Donna Wuerch Noble February 16, 2026 0