In the Waiting Room
I’ve had my share of hospital waiting rooms — waiting while someone is having surgery or waiting for the birth of a precious baby. In both cases, while we’re waiting, a transformation is taking place. Parts of the body that were diseased or broken are being removed or repaired. And, joyfully, waiting to see and…
The Face of God
Oh how I love the smell of a newborn baby. They carry “heaven’s scent” — I just know it! After all — that’s where those precious little angels came from, so of course they still carry that scent of heaven on them. Oh, how I love kissing those “heavenly” little faces. I just can’t…