Google Gets It Wrong

What is it about my online presence that makes Google Ads think I need a man?! I understand these targeted advertisements:”Become a Bestselling Author Today for Free!” or “Visit Omaha, Nebraska, the Vacation Capital of the World!” Or, even:...

Still My Valentine

I wanted to write a gushy post his week about the guy who has been my Valentine since 1973. I like the grandfather-version of him even better than I liked the handsome college student who smoked a pipe and wore platform shoes. But I’m feeling much more grateful...

Still My Word

People I love have been picking a Word for the Year. I’m impressed by some of their choices, and, frankly, rather intimidated by the thought of choosing a word myself. It seems like sort of a mixture of New Year’s Resolution and prophetic insight. Both...

Even Numbers

2012 just looks good, doesn’t it? Printed on a calendar, splashed across an add, scribbled on a yellow legal pad. The numerals themselves just seem strong to me. I’ve always been partial to even numbers, of course. I didn’t mind turning forty because...

Wonderful Words

I think I’ve mentioned before that we live in an intentional community. Sometimes it seems weird to people how connected we are. I go to church with the guy who sells me groceries, the man who changes my oil, the lady who waits on me at the cafe, and every...