A wise friend of mine once asked me, "You know you aren't Jesus, right?" It is, of course, telling that he even felt he had t...

These days, I’ll get my first cup of coffee (yes, there will be more), and cruise my phone while I drink it…then prayer and meditation. Ofte...

  My mother raised me, well, all four of her girls, to make our beds, to be prompt for dinner, and to do our homework before we watched TV. ...

  The practice of gratitude is radical. I've been a bit stuck in a perception of gratitude as listing, literally writing things down in ...

                                  art by Rachael Ibanez Back in the 80s when I was of...

Growing up Boone always meant starting the day with a family devotional, complete with singing (in three-part harmony, of course),...

I spend a little bit of time reflecting on the past, and not necessarily intentionally; I may not want to deliberately turn a specifi...