Sep 17, 2015 | Faith
You arrive early. Often in the dark. Papers need graded. Copies need made. Boards need filled. And then………………….. You stay late. Meetings demand your presence. Lesson plans require your time. In between these dark hours of...
Sep 16, 2015 | Faith
I climb the dark stairs early. Part of me thinks “maybe I should be starting a load of laundry or unloading the dishwasher,” but deep inside I know the real need for cleaning can’t be seen by anyone but me……… and God. So I take...
Sep 15, 2015 | Faith
Have you ever rolled over in bed and kind-of dreaded your day? Wished for a different agenda? Longed for a way to run from the things facing you? I don’t know about you, but I feel guilty when I feel this way. I read a news story about refugees in search of a...
Sep 9, 2015 | Faith
I was moved to tears as I walked toward the rally. Seeing a street I travel often by car suddenly filled with bumper-to-bumper cars as well as an equal number of people...
Sep 7, 2015 | Faith
The playground is filled with children. Swinging. Jumping rope. Playing tag. Shooting hoops. Life is good on this particular school day……………until someone gets hurt. Seriously injured. Someone has taken a game of kick ball too far...
Aug 31, 2015 | Faith
I remember too well the hours sitting in waiting rooms as Nick had yet another MRI, another brain surgery, another chemo treament. I remember the days and nights in those first few months after he passed away and how I hung on to one small thread of Hope...