On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross, The emblem of suff’ring and shame; And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinners was slain. So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross, Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross, And exchange it […]
Early this Palm Sunday morning, I climbed to the top of Mount Hermon with two dozen or so other attendees of the Mount Hermon Christian Writers Conference. Quiet darkness covered us as we started, the air gradually lightening to pale gray as we hiked through the redwoods. Then, at the top, there it was—the cross. […]
Top o’ the mornin’ to ye! ‘Tis St. Paddy’s day, it is, and I’m celebratin’ a wee bit o’ me Irish heritage. Aye, for though this stab at an Irish way o’ talkin’ might well pain the ears o’ any current sons an’ daughters o’ Eire, I’ve got more Irish blood in me veins than […]
I went to a powwow last Saturday. Odd that after living five years near the largest Native American tribe in the country, it took moving back to California to get me to a powwow. But one is held quite near us here, sponsored by Christian Native Americans, though many vendors and participants are not believers. […]
My family went to a production of the musical Godspell last night. One of the directors of our little theater company was in it, and none of us except my dad had ever seen it performed on stage—only the movie version, purported to be far inferior. We’d often wondered if it were a show we’d […]
I’ve been hearing birdsong a lot lately—I guess it must mean spring is coming. This morning when my sister and I were having our quiet times, some sweet little bird was trilling merrily outside our window. My sister said, “You know that verse in James that talks about how every good and perfect gift is […]
When I was a little girl, I woke on Valentine’s Day mornings to a paper and doily heart by my bed with “Follow Me” printed on the back. I climbed out of bed to a room criss-crossed and webbed with string—one end of which was attached to the heart—and delightedly follow it around the house, […]
Lord— Forgive me for when… I get so focused on all that is going on around me—even good things, things you are doing—that I forget to focus on You, to take time to just be with You and listen to Your voice. And for when I get so focused on our needs, and then on […]
A daffodil bloomed in our patio today. My sister and I bought the little pot of miniature daffodils a few years ago for our mom. In fall and early winter, it sits empty, the bare brown bulbs apparently dead. But each spring, fresh shoots of green spear above the earth. And then open the delicate […]
In the musical Seussical, one version of which our little theater company performed this summer, Horton the Elephant fights to save the tiny people on the miniscule planet of Who, so small that no one but Horton, the only one who can hear the Whos’ voices, believes it even exists atop his clover. During the […]
