It’s Valentine’s Day. I’ve just dropped off 27 hand-rolled, heart-shaped cookies (made with real butter ’cause we don’t mess around), frosted and topped with sprinkles. Behind me, a batch-of-hot-worms, roiling, lively

I feel prompted to teach on a topic today that has been all kinds of difficult for me. I grew up, see, in a culture where certain things were not

This week, a young woman from my home church on the prairie suffered a massive stroke. In a small community, everyone knows everyone else, and the ties stretch far across

Sure, I said. So I did. After some deliberation, I picked my topic, did my own homework, and went to the fifth grade to present. With four boys of my

“I’m a straight-haired girl trapped in a curlyhead’s body.” That’s what I said to The Mister the other day. Blast if that guy can’t put a roll-of-the-eyes note in a

“You are never competing.” That’s what he said just this morning to Curled-Up Girl on the couch in her jammies. And with that, he pointed *Big Red toward the office, and he

FacebookTwitterGoogle+DiggPinterestBlogger A quick word at the new year’s beginning for someone who’s readin’ this and feels lonely… One day when I was out runnin’ my three, I was thinkin’ on

I’m taking a strategic break from social media right now with plans to savor the season. But as I slip away, I want to leave you with this… I’m thinkin’ an awful

On this cold, December day, winter’s chill nibbles my toes. Huddled beneath a down blanket, mug of hot coffee tucking warm in my hands, I look up. Overhead, a star

In the season of light, I can feel it. Where our tree holds out its arms, lights a-twinkling on its branches, the darkness presses in. Outside my window, the Holy Family sits,