I have to throw away my shoes. They’re fine shoes, my go-to shoes for a quick dash out the door, but there’s something about those brown shoes that make Doug’s friends see red. They haven’t said anything outright, they don’t really seem to take note, but there’s a strange coincidence between their worst occasions and …
Grace is a Gift
He stood in his doorway, an old man sobbing like a small child, a millionaire baffled over a $5 can of mixed nuts. A gift, for no reason other than an expression of care, was beyond comprehension for this successful businessman and world traveller. He understood trade well. Much of his money was gained by …
A Lesson in Grace
The budget wasn’t lining up. Tapping into the last dregs of my savings accounts would drain them dry in a matter of months. It would take only minutes, if I chose to clear off the credit cards, again. Something needed to shake loose, and one hour before I made a drastic move, it did. God …
Foundations
“Don’t stomp so much!” Well, with 200 lbs coming down on a size 9 1/2 wide, usually at a moderately brisk pace, it’s a little tough to step lightly. The worst is hard heels on a wooden floor – it takes all I have to not run for the carpeting because the sound is so …
What is she Thinking?!
It’s beginning to look a lot like…er..wrong topic… It seems to be getting about time to start paying attention to some of the apocalypse movies I grew up on in the 1970’s & ’80’s. No, not the ones with brain-eating zombies and androids covered in living tissue, or even the ones where pod aliens replaced …