All You Have to Be Is Desperate

By midwinter, the empty canning jars on my basement shelves are beginning to overtake the number of full jars.  Clear glass glints beside the jewel-toned beets, briny pickles, and thick spaghetti sauce.  By practicing the dying art of canning, I pay attention to these containers, knowing that a family of six can put away as… Continue reading All You Have to Be Is Desperate

Celebration and Lament

The walls had been rebuilt. The people living in and around the city of Jerusalem had gathered. Along with the fresh aroma of new lumber from Ezra’s wooden platform and his strong voice ringing out over the hum of the crowd, celebration was in the air! Within the barely-renovated city walls of Jerusalem, there was… Continue reading Celebration and Lament

Always a Surprise

Remember the last time you were in a conversation with someone who really seemed to be listening?  They asked all the right questions, and they seemed, honestly and truly, to want to hear your story.  They nodded and looked you right in the eye, smiled with encouragement, laughed in all the right places. And it's… Continue reading Always a Surprise

Blessed Are Those Who Persevere

Close your eyes and do not peek, And I’ll rub spring across your cheek. Smooth as satin, soft and sleek, Now close your eyes and do not peek. I can’t begin to count how many times my husband has come home from a spring outing with these words from his childhood . . .  and… Continue reading Blessed Are Those Who Persevere

Spring Is a Promise

“Spring is a promise in the closed fist of a long winter . . .” Lifted from a poem by Luci Shaw, these words frame my thinking on this blustery day when the promises I made to myself and to God back in January about healthy choices and better habits have begun to sputter out for… Continue reading Spring Is a Promise

Vocational Equilibrium – A Tribute for Women’s History Month

“I should have worn sturdier shoes.” “What was I thinking?” Well, for one thing, I was thinking that an invitation to go for “a walk” issued by a seventy-five-year-old woman with a snowy crown of fly-away hair would be a rather sedate affair.  I was thinking that we would chat, and that Helen would tell… Continue reading Vocational Equilibrium – A Tribute for Women’s History Month