This Thing Called Grace

This Thing Called Grace

I’ve thought about this word a lot lately. Grace. Receiving something I don’t deserve. It settles over me like a cool morning mist. Hovering close. This thing called grace. Smoothing out my rough edges. Hiding my flaws. God has a way of wrapping me in...
Windowsill Wisdom

Windowsill Wisdom

I’m not sure what I was expecting when I stopped by my old office. My nameplate was down, and a new one held its place. I laughed as a friend handed me the rectangular piece of metal holding my own name. Tammy Nischan It’s funny how a nameplate seems so...
When Love and Hope Seem Just Out of Reach

When Love and Hope Seem Just Out of Reach

Our plane landed early, and we had some time to spare. Finding an open bench in a Dallas airport is kind-of like looking for a four-leaf clover. It’s worth the search when you find one! On this particular day, though, we got super lucky! One bench was free, and...
When Love Begins In A Cemetery

When Love Begins In A Cemetery

Dinner was finished, and Tim had headed out to mow. I needed to get out, too. Just enjoy some fresh air. Move a bit. Get my heart pumping. As I made my way up the hill near our home, I decided to call a friend and see about her day. We hadn’t been chatting long...
What Words Can Do

What Words Can Do

Twenty-six letters in the English language. More or less in other languages, but still a definite number of symbols for communicating. I’m amazed at how these symbols can be moved around and brought together to write volumes and volumes of books. I’m also...