Category Archives: Personal Experience Pieces

Writer Woe… Spinning Straw to Gold

Writing is such a waiting game. Sometimes it feels like throwing dice up in the air, hoping against hope…this story is landing on Park Place! Or like tenderly wrapping up a gift from His heart to mine in prayers and … Continue reading

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Making a “Mom Memory”

Last year about this time, I wrote a series of posts based on an interview with my young friend Cait. On this Mother’s Day weekend, I thought I’d re-share a fun story from that series – a simple tale of … Continue reading

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Happy Mom’s Day Weekend

I miss my mom most of all around our birthdays (hers was the day before mine, and forever connected through years of co-celebrations when really, she made me more the star than herself) – and Mother’s Day. Sometimes life seems … Continue reading

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Who are we becoming?

“God is the performer and we’re the song.  He’s the poet and we’re the poem… God made you with a purpose and inscribed it into your DNA… When we allow God to dream through us, we become His dream agents, representing … Continue reading

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Song Sung JOY

A couple of years ago I read a moving article written by a woman who struggled for years to forgive her abusive mom. She’d prayed about it, asked the Lord to give her a softened heart.  Still, the hurt seemed … Continue reading

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The Endearing Age

“Children make you want to start life over.” – Muhammad Ali “An honest man is always a child.” – Socrates Nine years-old.  It’s such an endearing age. Currently, I’m working on a short-term project reviewing anonymous answers written by nine … Continue reading

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Blessed Are the Pure in Heart

Her sweet little voice sparkled across the drab auto-service waiting room, like clear water rippling over stones in a fresh mountain stream…spilling as dappled light over my weariness.                       Chitter-chattering to her Grandma, she turned her eyes to mine, blonde hair … Continue reading

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