It sure has been a while. I wish I could say that I have been writing the book I’ve dreamed of writing, but I have not. Instead, I have...

The lotus flower is an ancient symbol of creation and rebirth. It is also a symbol of the sun. Its pure spotless petals close and sink...

Just the day before my parents had visited with my aunt and uncle on their 70-acre farm in rural Virginia. The modest little house was...

I have had the gift of connecting with mothers in the midst of the greatest joy and the deepest pain. It is indeed a gift, one that I...

In my furry, I glanced through the open blinds in our front room, across the three-day old snow-covered lawn and saw that man…scraping...

We were in the midst of heading to his guitar lesson, which was tucked neatly between picking up his sister from preschool, he and his...

I popped the movie, Happy Feet, in the DVD player, took a deep breath and looked ahead to a long but prepared for drive that I planned to...

I watched her sleeping, my littlest one. Her eyes closed, those lashes gently laying softly on those precious cherub cheeks, her lips...

The ministry of my home. This ministry is one of divine importance, none would disagree. It, however, is often a place of forced humility...