I hate fat pillows
(…and other travel confessions) I unpack much faster than I pack. Within 30 minutes of getting home Saturday, the truck was cleaned out and our suitcases were unloaded after a…
Read moreReady for your second chance?
The story isn’t over after all. I told you here about meeting Chasady as we dug through her tornado debris a week and a half ago. But what I didn’t…
Read moreAn unexpected meal
We walk through the line like everybody else and bag up food for Mrs. J. We’d been asked to take her some groceries from Manna House. We’d been told she…
Read moreI got hugged by Papa
“I suppose that since most of our hurts come through relationships so will our healing, and I know that grace rarely makes sense for those looking in from the outside.”…
Read moreA “chance” encounter?
Is this just me, or you, too? You round the bread aisle at Publix and see someone slightly familiar, but you’re not sure. You avoid eye contact again until you…
Read moreDiscrimination—An inside view
It’s a touchy subject. I’m uncomfortable bringing it up. I’d rather ignore racial lines altogether—I know we’re all the same!—but sometimes if we want to know what we’re blind to…
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