I am a middle aged white American woman.  Before the term “white privilege” was coined, I lived it.  Through no choice of my own, I was born into a family who wanted me. I had a mom and a dad who loved each other and their kids. They clothed me, fed me, and gave me … Continue reading Khawaja

As a child growing up I remember when my Great Aunt Janette would visit from Florida. I don’t guess I really knew much about her when I was little, I only knew I liked her. She was fun and small, less than five feet tall, and that put her somewhere between me and the grown-ups. … Continue reading Janette

I was awakened this morning with a quickening in my spirit. It was not a voice exactly, but more of an anticipation deep inside of me. I have been wanting to try my new knee out on the longer, more difficult terrain of Raven Cliffs, but for some reason it hasn’t worked out for anyone … Continue reading Love Song

One Sunday after church, when Hannah was about 5 or 6 years old, she came to me and said, “I heard God in church today.” I was very interested in this and asked her what he said. I will never forget her response. “He said, ‘Go.’” Had it been a message on missions, or if … Continue reading The World Race

At our teacher training on Monday about how to teach writing we had about 10 minutes to write. I chose a childhood memory of my horse Jack...here it is. There once was a horse girl. She collected those plastic horse models, drew pictures, and was generally fascinated with all things horse related. Her horse Jack … Continue reading Jack

Generally, rocking, swinging, and movement have always comforted me. I have been known to frequent playgrounds in order to find a swing set, though my favorite is ALWAYS a tire swing hung from a high branch in an ancient oak tree. I am sure it has something with my need to have wind blowing through … Continue reading Simplicity

I love winter. Southern winter that is. I love the snow, the cold, the wind. All of it. However, in Georgia winter never lasts more than a few days at a time. I feel sure that if I lived somewhere where snow stayed on the ground for more than two days, or where it was … Continue reading Longing

One of the most asked questions a cancer patient hears after being diagnosed is “What can I do for you?” or “How can I help?” There is the usual, bring a meal, or take the kids to soccer, and of course pray. But friends cannot go through chemo for you, nor can they sit in … Continue reading You Can Save Lives

I don’t remember when I started writing messages on mirrors. I think it must’ve been a graduation, or maybe a birthday. I did it to make the recipient feel special and celebrated. It grew from there to include Valentine’s Day, Father’s Day, Alive Days, Interview Days, Test Days, Just Because I Love You Days, and … Continue reading Message in the Mirror