Ice cream for breakfast
It's Sunday morning at 9:12 am and I am sitting on the patio with the blind one-eyed cat. We are listening to the birds. PeeWee i...
It's Sunday morning at 9:12 am and I am sitting on the patio with the blind one-eyed cat. We are listening to the birds. PeeWee i...
I'm an introvert. I do love people, but I feel so awkward around most folks that I have been known to run out of an excellent dinner p...
This morning I read an email from Cambodia. I had been up before my alarm praying about today's blog and wondering why I could only think of a ...
Sometimes I live in the shallow end of life...and faith. More often than I'd care to admit I'm afraid. It is a real sadness in my ...
Sometimes we are called to be still and trust in a Holy God. Sometimes we are called to do what we can, "stand firm, and watch God mo...
I love Tuesday morning prayer at Adventures in Missions. I guess it began as a few folks praying in the pre-workday quiet for the vision, t...
Live in the prairie states for a week and you learn to read the panorama sky. The sky is so big that you can see the rain fall mile...
I took a picture of my colleague, Talia Bunting, because she's funny on her feet, full of smarticles, and is wearing a great hoodie that sa...
I've been out of commission for a few days thanks to a weenie of an immune system and whatever else was lurking in the air. But slowing...
We're back from the Dominican Republic...and for the last 24+ hours I've been in and out of sleep while fighting a nasty fever. &n...