As a late-blooming author, I have come to believe it is wise to hold on to words God inspired me to write years, even decades, ago. Journals, poems, articles, and even musings for possible future pieces, are precious to me. I refuse to squander documentation of hard-won life lessons God has taught. Disclaimer: I’m a […]
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As I gaze at our hundred-year-old solid oak table, with the scrolled legs and six leaves to accommodate up to twelve loved ones, I see ghosts of Christmas dinners past. There I am, about eight, with my new baby doll Santa brought. We’re all at Grandma and Grandpa White’s house in Mallard, Iowa: Mom and
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I never thought I’d get caught driving through a blizzard in circles around the mall for Christmas. But as of six PM that Christmas Eve, my freezing-snowy nightmare seemed unending. Because of her. It had seemed like such a simple “yes” when she asked for help. I had Fridays off, and all she needed was
In December, 2022, Rod and I chose a simpler lifestyle. We sold our recently remodeled four-bedroom home of thirty years, and moved to a two-bedroom independent living “cottage” on a senior living retirement property. We don’t live in one of those flashy places you see advertised with 50-somethings parading around a pool with drinks in
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I used to think God desired all his followers to not only march to the same Drummer but march in rigid rows, all following intricately detailed, prescribed steps. I pictured a group of Christians to be like a regimented drum corps, executing complicated moves to spell out certain specified words on the football field. Imagine my
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