Children Are Like Seeds

In the thirty years married to my farmer husband, we’ve seen significant change in the ag industry. So have you. And though tiny seeds sprouting into new life is an unchanging, humbling miracle, the timing of when seed sales representatives show up is in flux. They used to go door to door in February to Read More

A Love that Pursues

I can still picture the water fountain where she went missing. Time hasn’t erased the horror. It was almost twenty-five years ago, and our first family outing after our youngest daughter was born. Melanie was a couple of weeks old; her sisters Elizabeth and Stephanie were six and four. The girls were giddy. What child Read More

When Patience Isn’t Your Virtue

It was the store’s employee who directed me to the express lane. He would’ve made a different choice had he known how many products were packed into my small basket. But the dude behind me saw full well. As the clerk rang up item after item, the man at the end of the line with Read More

Three Ways to Care for Friends Who Hurt

Jackson is accident prone. Every bump and bruise on our four-year-old grandson has a story. “You should have seen it, Nana,” he said. “I fell off my bike and my face hit the ground before my hands.” One look at his noggin and I knew he spoke truth. He then pulled three bandages out of Read More

Three Steps to Help the Breathless Breathe

You don’t have to be a runner to be breathless. The woman in the express lane ahead of me was just that. She swiped her credit card, looked at me and asked, “Do you have the day off?” “I do,” I said. “How about you?” She was flushed. “No, I’m trying to run as many Read More

Three Lessons Learned from Mr. Rogers

After the attacks on Paris a Fred Rogers’ quote began trending on social media. Rogers said, “When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.’” While we can sit slack-jawed at horrific Read More

Someone Needs You to Believe in Them Today

I can still feel the sting of his sarcasm. I was absorbed in my schoolwork when a popular boy in our 7th grade class leaned in and whispered, “You will make a great poet someday!” Stunned that he acknowledged my existence and spoke into my secret dream of writing, I asked why. “Because you remind Read More