Didn’t see that coming!

Didn’t see that coming!

Think of two lines, one beneath the other. The top one is architect straight, spot on. The lower one resembles a string of Christmas lights as they are taken out of the box each year, once again frustratingly knotted, kinked, and twisted. The first shows God’s pattern...
The shape of our lives

The shape of our lives

In the best way possible, one feels very small standing in the nave of a 13thCentury cathedral. The massive, 800-year-old stone columns soaring symmetrically upward, virtually untouched by the passing of years, speak of the power and majesty of the Creator for Whom...
A Doubter’s Legacy

A Doubter’s Legacy

A phone call with no name or a name that isn’t recognized, or originates from a strange Area Code, is a case for suspicion, a serious doubting of its intent. Similarly with emails and texts, if the senders aren’t familiar or present themselves as having extremely...
Ducks all in a row

Ducks all in a row

Dominoes was a popular game at our house, first double sixes, then double twelves, then colored-pip double twelves. Somehow along the way, I heard about standing the tiles on end, one after the other, then knocking the first one into the second, and watching the whole...
The Story of our Lives

The Story of our Lives

I’ve begun reading a new-to-me book, Walk Across America, which relates a young man’s quest to ‘find’ himself and his country in a time of nationwide youthful angst and confusion. With just a backpack and his adventure-loving dog, he set out on a journey of...