Living Fully Alive

It was the ninth day of Christmas, the day to sing of nine ladies dancing, or if you’re more practical, the day marking the return to work and school, and with it, the inevitable return to the natural rhythms of life. The day began like any other, but quickly, and...

A Walk to Remember

  The rain fell in continuous sheets that week, as it had for most of the summer and early autumn. Every day I checked the weather report, wondering if this would be the first year we would walk in the rain at the annual JDRF Walk to Cure Diabetes. But Walk Day...

Through a Child’s Eyes

  This photo has stood sentry on my dressing table for as long as I can remember. It’s one of those cheesy shopping mall photos – the Christmas tree isn’t real, but the smiles on my boys’ faces certainly are. In the eyes of the one, I see the strength and...

God, Improv, and the Art of Living

  When we cry out to God in the moments of our deepest desperation, who do we envision staring back at us? An all-knowing, all-powerful God who should act in our best interests, but sometimes doesn’t? When faced with a major life decision where we lay our choices...

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