Beauty Shop Lessons in Faith: Transitions
As of Saturday, I am six months relaxer-free. Though I said I would never do it for fear of the upkeep of whatever curl pattern might lie beneath my permed hair, I am transitioning to natural. How did I go…
A Letter to My 80-Year-Old Self
At a time when everyone seems to be writing letters of reflection to their younger selves, I am instead focused on you. Young Sheryl may be near and dear to my heart, but she had her chance. This is yours. Before, you were…
Life’s Treadmills
I suppose this is what it feels like to be stuck. Something akin to heavy footsteps landing on a rickety old treadmill day after day. Same drab concrete walls for scenery. Same few folks who always trickle into the gym…
What’s in a Title?
I like titles. Not the professional kind, but the type that describe a person’s allegiance. I’m a fan of words that make it clear to whom and to what a person is committed. Call me a Christian because I’m walking…
The Big Dig-out: Unearthing Your Potential
My homeowners association used the last few snow days to remind me that we pay them more than we should. Sometimes I would look out my windows to see snow plows arriving too late and accomplishing too little. Other times,…
American Dreams and Nightmares
I. Then When my friends and I told our Belizean Creole tour guide we were from America, he said that years ago he lived in Phoenix and then Los Angeles. When asked why he left, his answer was simple: racism.…
Perfect Shmerfect: the Path to Success
I should have stopped her at “perfect.” It was arts and crafts time at Vacation Bible School and I was demonstrating how to construct an origami boat. I followed the picture guide in front of me as the kids and…
