Signature of the Divine

Signature of the Divine

As a left-handed child, I found learning cursive writing to be a challenge. Writing flows from the left side of the page to the right, which meant I had to hook my left hand over the line of writing or slant my letters in the wrong direction. Neither satisfied me, so...
Missing the Messiah

Missing the Messiah

Mary and Joseph recognized the exceptional child they were given to raise because His identity was revealed to them by angels. Elizabeth and her unborn son recognized Him when His pregnant mother spoke words of greeting. Shepherds recognized Him by a glorious...
Warrior

Warrior

I often sat at the feet of this frail woman housed in a body scored by pain. I listened to her soft voice as she taught me from a worn Bible open on her quilt-covered lap. As a busy mother of three young children, these times of spiritual learning and prayer were...
A Channel of Thanksgiving

A Channel of Thanksgiving

I remember … my father coming home, tall and handsome in his navy uniform, setting down his duffel bag full of gifts from far away places and sweeping me up in his arms. I remember my mother, lovely in a fresh summer dress, pearled and perfumed, her face aglow for her...
Synergy

Synergy

Harbingers of fall, flocks of Canada geese stitch familiar V patterns across the blue prairie sky as they migrate south. My eye is drawn to this chevron of graceful birds marking distance as one unit. I wonder how each bird knows to fly slightly above and behind the...