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...

Your Name Matters

Your name matters. It really does. No one likes to be called “hey, you” or perhaps worse called nothing at all. I met several “hey, yous” this past week on a business trip. The airport janitor. The doorman. The porter. The hotel gardener. The hotel maid. And then I...
Spill the Beans (you know you want to)

Spill the Beans (you know you want to)

Spill the beans. Go on. It’s actually good for your sanity and longevity and helps you weather tough times. Actually, with all the health benefits of beans, you may want to eat a few of them too, but today, you can spill all you want. Sometimes you just gotta get...

Hugs Are a Miracle Cure

Hugs are a miracle cure, and I witnessed one of these restorative embraces last weekend. Outside a Denver sports center, a young teen gymnast darted into the parking lot as several of us were waiting for the next competition to start. The girl didn’t look happy. She...