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A Creator’s Love

A Creator’s Love

There’s a painting on my refrigerator. You know the kind. Watercolor trees, some grass, and a few unidentifiable bright lines. My granddaughter Amelia gave it to me, and that’s what makes it precious. Just around the corner, a print by Van Gogh hangs in the...
Peace, Love, & Joy

Peace, Love, & Joy

“Peace, love, and joy are all we need to solve the world’s ills.” He spoke with thoughtfulness, conviction, and hope. The statement seemed as stereotypical as his sixties style, but I could tell he meant it. I’d just dropped off my son Daniel for...
Sustained By Joy

Sustained By Joy

I was a cheerleader once. Well, actually it was the pep squad, but we had pom-poms. I learned to do herkies and smile and wave my arms, and I almost got the splits. But I felt like a fake. The problem was I’ve always bent toward the introverted side of life....
Embraced By Love

Embraced By Love

I almost stop breathing when I see this photo. It’s as if I don’t want to wake them. I imagine myself tiptoeing backwards and quietly shutting the door. Slowly turning the handle, so it doesn’t click shut. It’s a scene of raw tenderness. I know...
Why Winsome?

Why Winsome?

Do you remember? The gentle comfort of water cradling your face, muffling sounds, embracing you in wet warmth. Like a womb. Hair floating mermaid-like. Whoosh, whoosh. Held, light, no cares. Joyful. Yesterday, I was at a local lake with my daughters and grandkids. In...