SMALL BEGINNINGS

As I strive for less of me and more of Him, I am finding that celebration and gratitude don’t leave a lot of room for hurt pride and selfish ego.

FORGOTTEN MEDALS

In the back of my closet, tucked deep behind dresses I don’t fit into right now, are my medals. They are slightly dusty and largely unseen.

Why, then, are the subject of today’s post? …Sometimes, we need reminders that we can do really hard things.

3 CUPS OF TEA

I never acquired the taste for coffee. I know this sounds like insanity to all my joyfully caffeinated friends. In fact, a few may have stopped reading after that first sentence. Because I am not a coffee drinker, I don’t have a single hot beverage on most days. This is why Thursday was so unique. I had not just one, but three cups […]

ON THE PASSING OF A FORMER STUDENT

When I look into their faces as I read them the poem, I still see the young man (who was almost constantly in a cast of some sort) sitting in a middle school classroom. I see his energy and exuberance in their young and promising eyes, and my heart breaks again… and again… and again.