There once was an owner of a large estate who cultivated a large vineyard. The Landowner prided himself on being a master vintner, a skill he acquired over many years. …

I am a terrible decision maker. Not in the outcomes, necessarily, but in the process. I labor and labor over the smallest choices assigning to them an inflated importance. So …

Years ago, I had the pleasure of experiencing Provence in the Fall, at the culmination of the grape harvest and the release of the newest vintage of wine. Everywhere, in …

I am a small person of consequence. I am not a celebrity or elected official. I hold no office or position of power. I have never met the President nor …

I haven’t written down my thoughts in a while. Mostly because I haven’t been able to put into words the things that have been so precious to me. When we …

I am writing from the four walls of a rented apartment, a place of isolation during my husband’s cancer treatment. It has been an extraordinary time of rest, a time …

I have always considered myself a nurturing person, so the responsibilities that came with the titles wife and mother seemed natural to me. Over the course of my marriage and …

I confess I am a little liberal with the saltshaker. I suppose I picked up the habit from my father who salted everything. He said it brought out the natural …

Here I am sitting in a diagnostic lab, on the second floor, just down the hall from Elevator A. I am waiting for Milton to be called back for blood …

This is the last reflection in the series “Love Is” which is a fuller, more comprehensive Bible Study I wrote this Spring. This reflection was written the week preceding Easter, …