We All Could Use an Angel

We All Could Use an Angel

            Do any of us really expect an angel to show up at our doorstep? Really? I don’t. But now I’m not so sure. A few weeks ago, when my doorbell rang about 10:30 a.m., I trotted upstairs from my office to look through the peephole. A blondish-gray haired woman...
Simply Do your Best

Simply Do your Best

I am a writer who arranges words for a living, and along the way, I’ve been privileged to work with notable photographers and artists. Who model simply do your best. Just this past week, I wrote a magazine article on celebrated artist, painter, and sculptor Thomas...
Who Are We to Complain?

Who Are We to Complain?

It’s easy to complain and grumble and think we’ve got it rough. And then we meet someone who stops us short in our griping. I met one of these someones this past week for coffee, and I now I keep asking myself, “Who am I to complain?” I met Hawa briefly about a year...
Just Be Held

Just Be Held

Driving out of the hospital parking lot this week, the song “Just Be Held” came on the radio. This song by Casting Crowns always makes me a bit misty because I think of a couple of friends in a blazing firestorm with cancer and the insidious aftereffects of their...