When Baptists Play Host for Ramadan

When Baptists Play Host for Ramadan

If you read my title and have the urge to say, “When pigs fly!” then you don’t know my Baptist people. In these days when the American president refers to unauthorized immigrants-even gang members- as animals, when Israeli soldiers kill dozens of...
Twenty Kids, A Trail, and My Second Grade Hero

Twenty Kids, A Trail, and My Second Grade Hero

My friend Addison comes to a children’s walk downtown prepared! “What a good idea,” I said to her as we headed out of church to hit the trail, pointing to the toy binoculars around her neck. “Thanks,” said the second grader, fingering a...
10 Things My Unkempt Yard Is Trying to Tell Me

10 Things My Unkempt Yard Is Trying to Tell Me

Todd and I aren’t really yard people. If you live on my street, this will not shock you. But we do like for our yard to be decently straight, not hazardous to children, and kind of pretty from a distance. So during the last month or so, I’ve been devoting...
Tribute Night at the Children’s Hospital

Tribute Night at the Children’s Hospital

I thought I knew what I was signing up for. I knew it would be sad. How could it be anything else, this annual tribute service at our local children’s hospital? Mamas and daddies and siblings and nurses and doctors would gather together in one room, and we’d call out...