It was a beauty pageant, a conversation one night on the road, and a blog post that came after that . Women opened up, shared their hearts, and they bled,

In the predawn darkness, the house is quiet. The snow-blanket that’s tucked us in has come, bearing gifts. For boys, a school delay is not nothing. And they slumber. Beside

FacebookTwitterGoogle+DiggPinterestBlogger I’m running along in morning’s sun. After days of gray and clouds and chill, the sun is a welcome presence. Here and there, snow ribbons streak across fallow ground.

In this small town, the coffee shop anchors the main square. It’s the center of commerce. Here, locals gather, exchanging quips and news and quick hellos. “Did you solve world

It’s been bothering me for quite some time, but I’ve not felt the nudge, yet, to speak it. But yesterday, it happened again, and now I know that it’s time…

It’s a hard thing. Moving into a community that’s not your own, where everyone knows everyone else. Where the order’s established, the totem pole’s full, and one’s name isn’t on

Finding himself of marrying age, he scanned the horizon o’er golden fields in search of a maiden fair. His heart sank, for there was none to be found, not that

It’s Monday morning. Feeling restless, I say to The Mister, “Since my appointment’s been canceled, I feel like getting out of the house anyway. How ’bout if I come up

Slipping in this quick and quiet word as we’re headin’ into the weekend. ‘Cause someone is feelin’ their need… Dear needy one, I thought of you ’cause it came to

“But I am afraid that, even as the serpent beguiled Eve by his cunning, your minds may be corrupted and led away from the simplicity of (your sincere and) pure devotion