This month holds great anticipation for me. I have patiently (and sometimes not so patiently) waited for a dream to come true. It’s quite the story of waiting on God during a five-year journey of hills and valleys. All the waiting is about to have its reward. Let’s back up to November 2012. It was…
“It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for a bird to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go…
Have you ever picked blueberries? I remember picking blueberries at my grandparents’ house when I was a kid. When I close my eyes, an image floats behind my eyelids of my ten-year-old self. I’m barefoot, dressed in brightly colored shorts and a T-shirt. My hair swings in the breeze as I stand in front of…
“Could you spare some change?” I often hear this request from the residents of a nursing home where I serve. This usually occurs when I walk by the vending machine near my therapy gym. The residents roll up in their wheelchairs and ask for a dollar or seventy-five cents—enough for a sweet bun or a…
Recently, my husband and I were wanting to take our children somewhere that we weren’t sure was going to be open. I sent them a Facebook message asking about the open hours that day. I sent a message because I hate making phone calls. I’d rather send an email or a text than just call–heck,…
When I was twenty-one, I married my high school sweetheart. Like him, I had been born and raised in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. I had grown up in suburbia, felt comfortable with “city life,” and never thought about doing anything but what I knew. I assumed my husband would feel the same way about our life…