A Faith Walk
A Whiff of Nostalgia, a Gust of Hope
In the pictures I once painted of my future family, the barber shop was on my husband’s list of responsibilities. Saturday mornings, with the smell of sausage and syrup still lingering in the kitchen, I would wipe our son’s sticky…
There’s More
The other day as I was walking through my new favorite park, I stumbled upon something unexpected: more. I had only been to the park about a dozen times, but up until that moment, I was certain that I had…
A Paige From a Familiar Book: Why #MAFS is Hard to Watch
You hate to see it – but it’s impossible to look away. Every Wednesday night, I sit in front of the television and watch the train wreck that is Chris and Paige’s marriage-at-first-sight. I’ve been a die-hard fan of the…
On the Road Again
I’ve been meaning to write, to find the right words to say I’m sorry that I’ve been distant. I have never been one for small talk. I prefer conversations that bypass the weather and pull right up to the issues…
Marvels and Misfits
The past year was one of marvels and misfits. In mid-September, I penned an emotional entry in my prayer journal. It had been more than a year since I left stable employment on a spiritual journey to an undisclosed place…
Back Around
Last Sunday morning, I slowly opened my car door and gingerly placed one sky-high wedge sandal after another onto gravel. The walk from my car to the church was a rocky one, the flat surface of the wedge incompatible with…
To and Fro
To and fro. Those three small words have been heavy on my mind lately. For more than half of my life, I have held a negative view of “to and fro.” Sermons and songs have drummed into my head that…
