Living in the Golden Years? Hats Off to You!

Dad's Music Hat My Dad has a black, velvet, cowboy hat. He reserves it for special occasions; specifically, he only wears it when playing the fiddle before an audience. When I was a child, I tagged along to many of Dad’s performances at weddings, anniversaries, and fundraisers. While Dad entertained onstage alongside his music buddies,... Continue Reading →

A Tank of Grace for the Morning Sloth

What’s your morning personality? Systematic Riser or Morning Sloth? If you lean toward the latter, I can identify. I confess I don’t have a morning routine. Not in the slightest. I am a wayward morning sloth. My husband, on the other hand, observes a daily morning ritual that baffles me: Every day upon waking, Justin... Continue Reading →

Beloved: A Sheep-ly Story of Sanctification

I once found a sheep stumbling around my living room. She scrambled onto the linen loveseat and, like a dog performing a rounding ritual before its nap, turned circles with her muddy hooves. After pounding a soiled ring into one of the cushions, she dropped down to the floor. She wandered aimlessly around the room... Continue Reading →

Five Bucks: A Life Lesson in Community

At five o’clock, the doorbell rang; and immediately, Thales wailed. It wasn’t really the doorbell’s fault. It was the “witching hour”. (WITCHING HOUR: The time of day when a child casts aside his God-given character in exchange for an unreasonable, erratic, emotion-driven persona. This recurring phenomenon begins at approximately quarter to five in the evening... Continue Reading →

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