In a recent The New Yorker article on the use of suspense in literature, this phrase, “preaching to the nerves,” jumped out at me. It was used by the highbrow critics in the nineteenth century to describe the “tawdry” and “ignoble” aspects of the rise in modern fiction of the time that appealed more to…
November has arrived, and here in Massachusetts, that means the air is getting colder, the nights longer, and the pace of life somehow even faster. As the days grow shorter, it feels like they’re slipping through our fingers. Once Halloween is behind us, it’s a whirlwind—go, go, go—straight through to New Year’s. For me, with…
“Trust God from the bottom of your heart; don’t try to figure out everything on your own. Listen for God’s voice in everything you do, everywhere you go; he’s the one who will keep you on track.” Proverbs 3:5-6 (MSG) As summer shadows stretch long and lean, we feel the anticipation of September with its…
As you turn the pages of your favorite tales, why not indulge in a sweet treat that complements your literary escape? August 15th is National Lemon Meringue Pie Day, which in my opinion is all the excuse needed to sample this classic dessert. Join me in a delightful interlude as we explore the charming history…
It’s safe to say that whatever else is going on today, it will certainly be eclipsed by the eclipse!
Have you ever had a much anticipated event get swept aside for something else that took precedent? What do we do when life interrupts our best-laid plans and we have no plan B?
January 16th marked the ten-year anniversary of losing my son Josh, my middle child, three weeks before his 24th birthday. He would have been 34 this year in February. How do I cope with the loss? I focus on the blessings the Lord has given me that I still have: my other son, my daughter,…
I wrote the book Why the Sparrow Cries during a freefall moment. My parents had just split and it would only get more chaotic from there. Within the span of a year they married new spouses, and I’d been highly encouraged to move out of the house and take a very fat cat with me—who…
I can take the cold. The darkness of winter is a lot less fun.
The hot wind of summer brushed across the grasses as we hiked among the rocks. The Isle of Skye proved to be a place of reflection as the twisting roadways opened to sheep-strewn Scottish hillsides.
The Silent Gaps Between [Bradley Caffee]
I am between careers…again. For the second time in my life, I find myself exiting a career that has spanned a decade or more and wondering what I am going to do next. The task of recreating myself and finding a new home for employment is daunting, and there are honestly days when I don’t…
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