Food, family, and festivities rush us through Thanks-mas into next year's calendar. We fuss and bustle, scurrying from one restless day to another in an attempt to "do" the holidays properly. Or survive them, at least. Expectations and expenses squeeze us until our temples throb from the pressure. The harder we…
We've torn through Christmas. Hugged our visitors goodbye. Sighed at the pile of work to tackle in the holiday's wake. The New Year began clearing its throat yesterday. Reminding us of its imminent spot on the calendar. The time to sift memories and set goals arrives in a few short days.…
"Some wandered in desert wastelands, . . . hungry and thirsty, and their lives ebbed away. Then they cried out to the Lord . . . and he delivered them . . . Let them give thanks to the Lord . . . for he satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with…
I wish I could say I've never walked into a room and forgotten why. Sadly, this has occurred more times than I'd like to count. Before you suggest aging is prompting these moments, let me suggest another culprit. Not just because I'm reluctant to categorize myself as old--at least not until…
My childhood days at the beach included wading as far into the ocean as my tiptoes allowed. My father, brother, and I peered across the glimmering water's surface toward the oncoming swells. We sprang over mild waves, sharing a grin between them. Moderate heights demanded a bit more focus for a…