“Without taking my eyes from hers, I am aware of Father following behind. I sense how pleased He is with my reaction. Gratitude wells at His great care. This woman is exactly, precisely, completely what I need. My fingers drift to my ribs, remembering what He had planned to do.”
I taught at Pacific Lutheran University for 35 years. A few years in, I committed myself to dedicate the first five minutes of each class to telling my students a story about God’s work in my life. I would tell my students that while the technical material we were going to cover in class is…
I will never forget this hiking experience in one of Florida’s scrub forests. We came upon a family of scrub jays. I had heard that, unlike most birds, they have very little fear of humans. That proved to be an understatement. Although we were out in the wild, they landed on our heads, hands, and…
On March 19th spring arrived, though signs had been appearing for some time. Daffodils and crocuses had already pushed up through last year’s fallen leaves and a lingering crust of snow. Tiny buds, pale green and pink, swelled at the branch tips. Robins hopped across lawns, pecking hopefully at winter-brown grass, while in the low…
Writing Books For Movies A number of years ago, my editor with Summerside contacted me, saying they were in desperate need of a book set in Sundance, Wyoming, for their <em>Love Finds You</em> line, and asked if I had sold one that I’d written yet. I said no, but my agent was shopping it as…
Cynthia battles the scourge of dandelions.
Sara Davison suggests where our focus should be in times of isolation and discouragement.
A Mother’s Day for the Beautifully Imperfect Moms
Like so many other events occurring during 2020, this Mother’s Day is different than Mother’s Days of the past. If, like me, you live in a state where most businesses are still shut down, there will be no Sunday morning church service. Likewise, there will be no Mother’s Day brunch at your favorite restaurant. We’ve…
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