Here’s Your Sign

Here’s Your Sign

I’m a sign watcher. I don’t mean like a stop sign, though I do watch for those. No flashing blue and red for this girl. I mean the God-wink signs. The ones that let you know that he’s listening. He’s paying attention, and he’s wondering...
Faithful in the Storm

Faithful in the Storm

I can feel it. Rumbling down deep in my belly and in the heart of a ll I am. Change is coming. Swift and slow all at once, as the storm clouds rumble in and the rain threatens, it’s scent on the air. Change is making it’s way into my home and yet I know,...
Mental Health Day

Mental Health Day

We followed the waitress to a table (strategically I’m sure) located in a secluded corner of the busy restaurant. Sunday traffic had flooded the dining room with those fresh from the pews and the place was packed. We don’t typically go to lunch with the...
Save the Storks

Save the Storks

When I was in the 4th grade, I had a t-shirt with neon writing that said “Half the people who go into abortion clinics don’t come out alive”. It was blatant and eye catching. It was in your face. It was a testament to the late 80’s and early...

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