When something is broken, hopelessly severed, damaged beyond use; what does it take to mend it? I can remember my mother coming to the...

Life scatters and gathers us. We lose. We search. We find. We take up. We let go. And then the rhythm starts again with each flaming...

How do we know what to keep? Our lives are over-stuffed and crowded even more than our houses. It is too easy to keep what we do not need...

Have you seen the pictures? Harvey and Irma have blown through the southeast with unrestrained fury and destruction. People return to...

I couldn’t find my passport. I had it to fill out some travel papers within two days. How could it just disappear? I began my methodical...

I would rather hug a fear away than watch another person struggle. Wouldn’t you? But sometimes the painful work of love is to refrain...

I am a hugger. I know how important it is to hug at funerals and crisis. I have always looked for those who live without enough hugs...

I am a gatherer from way back. I love the gathering process. I get ready for a day in the kitchen by gathering supplies and cooking...

I have a tear bottle. It is fragile, small, long-necked, and vulnerable. My friend, John Haines, of many missionary travels, gave it to...

You can always find someone building something. It is entrepreneurial, visionary, forward-moving work. I walked through new-builds in...