


My Foggy Faith
It gets the best of me so often. The unknown. The unseen. The signs up ahead I can’t quite see. Foggy mornings scare me. So does walking by faith. Take me out of the driver’s seat and everything gets worse. There’s something about gripping the wheel...
Two Pennies, A Cross, and An Unexpected Memory
I knew I had a choice. Dive all the way in or run far, far away. There was no half-way about the decision in front of me. And sometimes a “T” in the road feels so scary…………… because either way has a cost. But this particular...
The Meal I Need Weekly
I remember family vacations that included Sundays. No matter where we were, from a campground to a parking lot, dad would pull out a bottle of grape juice and a box of crackers. And right there in the middle of who-knows-what-kind-of-moods we were in at the time, we...