Stuck on the Draft: When You’re Caught in a Holding Pattern

Stuck on The Draft--When You're Caught in a Holding Pattern

Stuck on The Draft

Ugghh! The draft.

Not the football one. Or the one that sends young men to war.

But the written one that sits for days, weeks, months, years, waiting to be finished. That lingers in your Word docs or your file cabinet or your WordPress admin labeled “draft,” waiting for you to hit the post button.

But somehow, something’s missing and you can’t figure out what. So it loiters, haunting you.

Will you ever get me done? Continue reading

Remembering Billy Graham

Reverend William "Billy" Graham--Just As I Am

Reverend William “Billy” Graham–Just As I Am

I met him once. Rev. Billy Graham.

It was a Monday night. A friend and I were on our way to Art Survey 101, and we had just reached the third floor. He rounded the corner from the hall, courteously dipped his head, and asked, “Would you know where the so-and-so office is?”

Okay, you know he didn’t really say, so-and-so. It’s been 25 years, and the tiny details are long gone. Suffice it to say, it was an ordinary question. And we gave an ordinary answer. “On the 2nd floor, just to your right.”

He thanked us kindly, and down he went.

But my friend and I? We were left staring.

“Was that who I think it was?” Continue reading

A Story of Loss on a Day of Love: When All Your Plans Go Awry

Be Mine: I wanted to be her Valentine

I wanted to be her Valentine

I wanted to be her Valentine.

A wonderful group of college peers had pulled together enough cash to let me fly home to see her. Back then, tickets were cheaper if you bought them 17 days in advance, so I counted my days and bought my ticket.

For Valentine’s Day.

Bags packed, I had a plan. My newlywed husband would drive me to school, we’d attend chapel, then he’d put me on a plane, and I’d surprise her as her Valentine. Or maybe she would be mine.

Ahhh…best laid plans and all of that… Continue reading

How to Run a Marathon: Day 1

Okay, if you’ve been following my saga, you know today isn’t really “Day 1.” That was actually 18 months ago. Before my sprained ankle, before his hurt knees, before my broken nose….

…And one day after “The Promise.”

That was the day I learned it was all mental. And I was nowhere ready for an ACT in the sport. Continue reading

I Still Do–Even When We’re Limping Along

I Still Do--even when we're limping along

I Still Do–even when we’re limping along

The goal was romantic. What I didn’t take into account were injuries. I guess I figured I’d be hurting. After all, I hate the sport.

But my husband loves it. It’s always been his release. So I never expected to be able to do more than him. Yet suddenly he was in major pain, and I was burning up the road.

That is until a few weeks before.

Then all bets were off. Continue reading

For the Things that Go Bump in the Night

Light of the World

Light of the World


The Christmas story never grows old, does it? –Probably because it keeps speaking to us no matter where we are in life.

This week, I was honored to have some of those thoughts, “A Light in Our Darkness,” published as a guest post on  (just below my bio 😉 ) Continue reading

3 Ways to Enjoy Autumn Year-Round

Anybody else LOVING the colors of the season? I drive around town and just want to pull over every two seconds to take pictures! The only thing that stops me is I’m afraid people will start calling the cops because “this crazy lady is taking pictures of their yard.” That and the fact that sooner or later I need to get where I’m supposed to be going… Continue reading