When Your Hands Are Just Too Full

When Your Hands Are Just Too Full

I knew I had overestimated what I could carry in one trip. Two large notebooks A Bible A tub of colored pencils And my purse……….. The trip from my car to the house didn’t seem that far – until I closed the car door (with my foot) and...
Why I’m Glad Pennies Still Matter

Why I’m Glad Pennies Still Matter

In a world where everything seems bigger and louder than ever before, I love the thought of a tiny copper coin still having a voice. ——————————————— A purchase today may cost...
When Sunrise Speaks to the Wonder of Today

When Sunrise Speaks to the Wonder of Today

I miss the dusty roads of my grandparent’s farm in Oklahoma. My roots are forever there, woven into and wrapped around the glistening pebbles, sandy soil, and colorful wildflowers covering every surface. In some ways, it feels like a hundred years since I ran...
Unwrapping Joy This Christmas Morning

Unwrapping Joy This Christmas Morning

I’ll never forget the first time I walked into a jail cell. Metal bunk beds Concrete floors Cinder block walls Even the faces of the women seemed hard and cold Freedom and joy, like distant memories, had faded from their eyes. Holding only our Bibles, I remember...