It was 1993 or so, and I was riding in my brother’s Jeep in Laguna Beach. That close to the Pacific shore, the ocean never lets you...

From the "Trashley" days. Don't even ask 'cause I don't remember... ........................... “What would you do if you met someone who...

Last night Steven and I were conducting some heavy research, watching a marathon of Cesar Millan videos in preparation for getting...

What the heck is this? I don't know. I made Steven take pictures of me. He said "stand by the light, people love that light stuff!" So...

“At that time Jesus said, ‘I praise you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because you have hidden these things from the wise and...

“God takes care of me.” The words come so easily for her, reflexively, even. In their wake sparkles a warm chuckle and then a smile,...

This isn’t the resurrection I expected. The thought assailed my mind last night, unbidden and dangerous-sounding, fringed as it was with,...

“Well, mama,” my 8-year-old daughter began, shrugging. “At least God still knows how many hairs are on your head!” I stared dejectedly at...

My neighbor, Kay, is transferred to a nursing home after her hospital stay, a surprisingly spacious room but one with a roommate who has...

“I trade my secrets one by one, lessening my burden, reclaiming praise. Every day I say I AM, let thanks cleanse my mouth. A body shouts...

I never had to consider death before, never had to witness its relentless impinging on life. Now it’s all I see. I help my elderly...

I walk out to the mailbox and pull out an envelope with a now-familiar stamp on the back, alerting me that it has been sent from a...

I notice the broody hen first because I fear she’s gone missing, eviscerated stealthily in the night by some accursed varmint from among...

It is so strange, what triggers grief. The morning after poison ivy welts began to appear on my forehead and arm I woke up to a swollen...

I wasn’t paying attention the moment my dad actually died. I just realized the room was silent, a hideous silence, the sudden absence of...

“Sometimes wishing is the wings the truth comes true on. Sometimes the truth is what sets us wishing for it.” – Frederick Buechner We...

I sit alongside my mother in the funeral parlor two days after Lia’s death, this new terrible upside-down world springing into hideous...

One who is full loathes honey from the comb, but to the hungry even what is bitter tastes sweet. – Proverbs 27:7 For my flesh is real...

Ever since my ever-so-gentle literary rejection, I’ve been struggling with what to do with my manuscript. Do I relegate it to indefinite...

The summer I turned 15, I went to my one and only church camp. I wish I could say I was transformed there, that an altar call drew me...