God-Given Senses

There must have been a blue moon last weekend (as in “once in a …”).  I found myself suddenly energetic — actually cleaning the house.  I had a tremendous sense of accomplishment while cleaning floors, waxing furniture, cleaning bathrooms, and putting things in...

Remembering Jack

The start of deer season in November 1975 brought crisp temperatures, amazingly brilliant fall foliage, and the brightest blue sky you could have imagined.  Early Saturday morning I picked up the phone to hear my sister-in-law’s parents hesitatingly and emotionally...

After the Storm

Ask anyone in ministry and they will undoubtedly tell you it’s hard work.  Day after day, reaching out, caring for, and working with individuals who, for whatever reason, feel discarded from life carries an emotional, and sometimes physical, toll to the one giving the...

The Results Are In

I’m not talking about election results, nor about the Academy Awards.  A few weeks ago I promised to give you an update on medical tests once received.  But before I spill those beans, a lot of people have asked what I think about yesterday’s “A Day Without a Woman.”...

A Nightingale on Florence Street

The pain was debilitating — bone rubbing on bone, wearing down any cushion of cartilage.  Movement was excruciating.  When my husband told me it was finally time to have his shoulder replaced, there was no hesitation – let’s get it done.  I knew what my duties...