Headlights—they come in varying degrees of brightness and hues these days. Whether they’re coming at you dead-on or glaring from the rear, some of the snazzy LEDS can straight up blind you! I find it rather annoying (a word I picked up from my kid’s repeated use during their teen years). I think I’m still seeing spots from the radiation of the intense bluish-white laser that approached from behind the other night. “I’ll show him,” I muttered to absolutely no one. I reached up

“Call to schedule your appointment today,” the advertiser peddled over the morning drive-time radio. It wasn’t for a free inspection, consultation, or even to get your carpets cleaned. The promotion was for tattoo removal. The announcer was selling a service to erase regrets…take away unwanted results…remove what’s left of a bygone decision. Call it an un-tattoo parlor. Don’t you wish they had them for other choices we’ve made…deeds that should have been left undone? Thankful

I examined the artist’s drawing closely—studying the different techniques used. One intricate detail intrigued my imagination. I was held captive in wonder. How was such artistry created? It looked as if she delicately filled in an area with pencil and then used an eraser to “draw” the desired object—as though the final feature was created by getting rid of unwanted marks. It was the eraser that created the curio. It’s what was taken away that perfected the masterpiece. I’ve

“You will live away from the richness of the earth, and away from the dew of the heaven above. You will live by your sword, and you will serve your brother.” (Gn 27:39b-40a) Life can drive us away. Away from all that is wholesome and good. “But when you decide to break free, you will shake his yoke from your neck.” (Gn 27:40b) But God has a way of placing before us someone who will say “But when you decide…” Placing before us hope, empowerment . . . responsibi

I love fresh! Fresh fruit, fresh sheets, fresh air...a fresh look on my website. Which is why I recently gave the site a new look. And I do love it, except . . . See those bare pickins in the recent post feed at the bottom of the screen? Yep, that’s because my old blog isn’t compatible with this new one. There’s a total disconnect between the old and the new. It’s as though the record of what’s been done in the past has been wiped clean. Like it never happened at all. Oh, the