From Dallas to Bethlehem — What a Difference a Town Makes
I was born in Dallas, Texas—a city that does nothing small. Big highways. Tall buildings. Big hair (at least back then). I entered the world in Parkland Memorial Hospital, a clean, sterile, well-equipped place with machines that beeped and doctors who knew exactly what they were doing. My mother was just a few miles from…
The Church is Alive and Well
The Church — what a beautiful, hope-filled, life-giving place! It’s more than four walls and a steeple; it’s a living, breathing Body where we find hope, peace, faith, and fellowshi But let’s be honest: some of us got a little too comfortable in our jammies, sipping coffee while tuning into online services during Covid. I…
The Work of Our Hands
It’s quite effortless to be inspired in my children’s homes — where there are grandchildren filled with life, wonder and excitement. In addition to those little live-wires, the precious symbols, photos and memorabilia all over their homes gives me many opportunities to capture and seize precious moments, and even remember special times from the past.…