I’m Better When I Write

I like my day job. I love my church, my family, and my friends. I have an exceptionally wonderful life. But, I’m better when I write. For the last few years, I’ve focused twenty-minutes most days on some writing project or other. That has produced a couple...

The Part We Play

Warning: This post is going to sound like I”m bragging about my husband. Disclaimer: I am. But you should listen anyway. Tonight, just after we finished our supper, the phone started ringing. Wendell had seen thirty-six patients in the office today, and…he...

For Such a Time as This

When King Solomon got ready to build the Temple, he followed his father’s instructions and wrote to their mutual friend, King Hiram of Tyre. “I’m ready to buy some lumber,” Solomon said. “My dad made a deal with you several years ago,...

Not My Best Moment

Do you think the Proverbs 31 lady ever found herself in the plumbing aisle of Wal Mart at 9:00 on a Friday night and suddenly remembered she was wearing no make-up and had a ketchup blob on her shirt from eating supper in the car? I didn’t mind looking like a...

Dancing on Dirt

I wish I could explain what this picture of dirt means to me. If I were a Photoshop wizard, I’d have drawn in a sign that says, “Future Home of Calvary Medical Center.” Then I’d put twinkling lights and shiny tinsel all around the edges,...