When cars remind me of people, like my big brother says…

I may have a teensy bit of road rage.  Just a little bit.  Um, okay, maybe I have a mild form of road rage.  I guess I should admit to it.  I am ugliest when I drive.  I’m not a dangerous driver–don’t get me wrong.  Ever...

When something smells like chicken …oh, that’s me

I used to consider myself a brave person. I went away for school to a college where I had no friends—a college that was going to cost a lot and I didn’t exactly know how all the finances would work out.  But I was a brave 18-year-old and took the risk, anyway.I...

When giving is, just maybe, something to reconsider

Something mentioned in the sermon today triggered some thoughts about giving.  Maybe it’s possible to give too much of one’s self.  Maybe there are moments in our life when it is more beneficial to take a break from being outwardly focused.Maybe,...

When those who live alone are disregarded…

Yesterday, amongst some of the semi-productive things I did, I took about an hour to read by the pool and swim just a bit.  It was refreshing, relaxing, and a wonderful perk to this nearly-over summer.  I’ve been to the pool a lot this summer, as one...

When searching for beauty…

I’ve been thinking about beauty a lot, lately.  Of beauty, there are different types: physical, spiritual, aesthetic, musical… this list could perhaps continue.  It is probably because of recent events in my own life that I have decided to look...