Not living in a day of horse and buggy, we don’t use the word “whoa” very much, though I have been forced to use it with a runaway child from time to time. “Whoa, there, son. You’re going a bit fast.” Whoa is a call to slow down, take heed, be careful. Just when you’re … More Whoa or Woe
Most people who knew me well during my years overseas know me for my routines. I cleaned my house the same day every week. I washed clothes on Mondays, towels on Wednesday, sheets on Friday. I woke up every morning and had my quiet time. You could call me a creature of habit. I called … More Daily Rhythms
I know a lot of people who don’t like the thought of working for someone else. Maybe they’ve tried it, and long for the day when they can be on their own — work for themselves. It’s a nice thought, but anyone who runs their own business will tell you that working for yourself, is just … More For or With?
The passing of time marks so much in our lives — childhood, graduations, new jobs, marriage, aging, and even death. We remember certain dates on the calendar, as they’re tied to specific events. When my husband passed away, I marked a year of Wednesdays, as that was the day he left. Recently, I made a … More 150 Days
The recent blaze which destroyed much of the Notre Dame Cathedral in France has me reflecting on the grand works of art to which the masses flock. Many will analyze the value of churches like Notre Dame in light of this loss and the cost required to maintain such large monuments. Though a church, it … More The highest expression of devotion
We can’t avoid being affected by the families we marry into or the countries where we live. I’ve always appreciated the view of my late husband: “I choose to take the best of both cultures,” and he did, becoming an Egyptian in America and an American in Egypt. Most people couldn’t figure out exactly where … More Blended
I’ve become my father — not literally, but by things I catch myself doing. I was already a lot like him, since I take more after his side of the family. I have the looks of his mother and the introverted side he carried. Yet, it’s been in the last few years, since his death, … More Becoming like him
We live in a day when people are described by the cause they serve. “She serves the cause of the poor and homeless.” “He promotes the cause of justice for all.” “They have given their lives for the cause of freedom.” Getting behind a cause brings many people a sense of purpose in life. Some, … More A person not a cause
I’ve decided I live an eclectic life. That’s better than saying I’m schizophrenic. When I look back at this last week, I wonder how one person can be involved in things so amazingly diverse. Then God reminds me that diversity adds some spice to life, for which I’m grateful. When I was called out of … More Meetings, Muslims, and a Movie
I was reminded this week of how quickly things can change. I listened to the wife of our dear brother share at his funeral, “I never imagined that this time last week, I would be standing up here talking about the loss of my husband.” Whether a loved one suffers over a period of time … More Are you prepared?
