But have not love

Breakfast in bed. Cereal with blueberries. Scrambled egg. Espresso. Facebook perusing. Bible open. Husband at flag football. Good Morning, World! This is how I like to greet a Saturday (except perhaps for the part about my husband being gone at football). I have grandiose plans for the day...exercise, cooking, grading, curriculum work, celebrating with friends...

I’ve got a hankering for a couch

The weather can't make up its mind. Some days Summer blazes on in full glory. While other days Fall flits around like an ADHD student...or an emotional woman...or both. Such is also what one can expect from oneself when the weather plays hide-and-seek with dependability. Yes, folks, ever since I was freshman in college, I've...

Bits of this and a lot of that

Words compete with thoughts that compete with dreams that compete with memories that compete with prayers. Bits and pieces of the past several weeks float to the surface, fighting to be discussed, analyzed, processed through, evaluated. Yet, despite the cacophony of events and emotions surging forward, I've needed to process in near silence. Like Mary, my...

And the world looks curved

Deep azure created a dramatic backdrop for the light magenta and hazy lavender barely tinging the early morning clouds. Cresting a small hill, my jogging feet appeared to be running on a curve...a big curve. Mountain-outlines provided a compass point for a world rotating and spinning, trees breaking up the perfection of a path turned...