A Reason to Dance (Even for the Most Election Weary, World Weary Curmudgeon)
I don’t usually dance on Monday mornings at 8:51 am. I’m more apt to be found hiding in my office, downing a second cup of coffee, printing off my To Do list for the week. But when I heard my friend, Bootie, playing Jingle Bells on guitar...
Nine Things I’m Worried About and Why I Can’t Spell My Own Name
Yesterday a sweet friend asked me to sign a copy of my new book. I smiled and said, “Sure!” and then proceeded to misspell my first name on the first page of her brand new copy. Well, nearly. I caught myself and turned the second e in Beeky into a blotchy...
Check Out Becky’s Books
The Holy Éclair: Signs and Wonders from an Accidental Pilgrimage
French By Heart: An American Family’s Adventures in La Belle France
What’s a Nice God Like You Doing in a Place Like This? A COMPLETELY UNORTHODOX DEVOTIONAL GUIDE
