Writing Comes from Reading

“Writing comes from reading.” I remembered so clearly reading that line in LL Barkat’s Rumors of Water, reading about those two precious daughters of hers, one walking around a farm reading Sherlock Holmes, the other taking on the voice of a favorite...
The Gift of Perspective

The Gift of Perspective

I received an early birthday gift last week, though the giver has no idea what she handed me that evening.A new friend and I were having coffee. She had just moved to the area and was feeling homesick for the West Coast. And I, of course, have been living in the midst...
Still Running

Still Running

It’s a tired, old metaphor for the Christian faith: running. But I’m a tired, old runner, and as I was pounding the pavement in a five-mile race on Saturday, I couldn’t help but think of my life of faith and running. I haven’t always been a...

What’s for Lunch?

Saturday, my dad was here working on an unexpected house project, my friend Joy was coming over to have lunch, and I was trying to figure out what to cook. I really needed to go to the store, but in a last-ditch effort at frugality, I decided to try to make something...