April 29, 2020

My stately mother-in-law runs an immaculate, beautiful household while overseeing her gardens with the help of a gardener and her home with the help of cleaners. Every time I arrive at Pine Tree Drive, I feel as if I step into a five-star hotel with all of its luxuriou...

March 31, 2020

That was me in 1990 in Europe. Literally.

You may have heard of medieval castles with dungeons and towers?

30 years ago, Hewitt and I
transitioned from missions work in Africa to a brief stay in America. While in Tennessee, I looked like an inflated elephant until I gave...

March 18, 2020

Normal lived with me for two years and I adored her. Normal was oddly calming. Although I didn’t always notice her unobtrusive presence around the house, she felt as familiar and comfortable as my beat up, chenille couch.

True confession?

I started taking her for granted...

March 3, 2020

The last two weeks of driving my sedan I have sniffed the air and wondered why it smelled funny. One day, I looked over the rubber mats and wondered whether the milk I spilled earlier had affected my interior.

Last week as I kept riding, the odor intensified and I thoug...

February 22, 2020

I rose early in the morning, made tea, then hit the road. “Jesus, please give me a smooth two hour trip to Jackson, Tennessee.” I asked.

At the back of my mind, memories of breaking down three times on the interstate still haunted me and although I tried not to white-kn...

February 22, 2020

The best thing about February 23 are the cream filled raisin buns made from scratch in Scandinavian households. The fastelaven celebration harks back to Scandinavian ancient, pagan culture although later, the Reformation attempted to add Christian meaning to it....

February 15, 2020

Thrashing in bed and suffering from a bout of food poisoning last Saturday all I could think about was finding relief. When night fell, even though my physical symptoms persisted, the darkness seeping in through the window felt soothing. The strained muscles around my...

February 9, 2020

My coping mechanism has in large part been adopted from the snail. When life feels hard I hole up, shut down and invent a million excuses to avoid doing things I don't want to do.

Winter is an example. 

As a kid, I made up my mind that I abhor the cold, the dark season.


January 8, 2020

When New Year's rolls around inside my parent's white clapboard house nestled at the bottom of a mountain in Norway, mumbled prayers can be heard.


Because on a bitter, cold New Year's Eve in 1960, my Mom and Dad got married and started a tradition.. 


December 24, 2019

(Please allow for artistic liberties as I share what Mary may have experienced..)

2019 years ago.

The Jews groaned silently under the heavy yoke of Roman rule, careful to hide their feelings so they wouldn't risk jail or worse. While the rulers and their protegees grew f...

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