Over The Top

My portacath was the last visible sign of my cancer treatment. Radiation acted on my internal organs in a way I’ll never see with my eyes. Chemotherapy traveling through my bloodstream accessed every cell in my body, targeting stray cancer cells wherever they tried to hide. Multiple scars on my abdomen are visual reminders of …

Worst Case Scenario

What plays out in your head when you’re not concentrating on anything specific? My husband and I were talking earlier today after a second botched delivery of a piece of furniture we’d ordered and he commented that we should plan for the worst again on the next attempt. I agreed. I tend to plan for …

Delectable Faith

What makes a banana split or a buffet better than just plain ice cream or simple salad? The layers of goodness heaped on the already delicious base. Of course ice cream alone is a treat but add on your favorite toppings and a pile of fresh whipped cream and it only gets better. Faith is …

Faith That Sees Beyond

A heavy cloud hangs overhead tonight. Having flown above a storm, I see this dense grayness and imagine what must be just beyond what I can see. I’ve watched the sun set outside the international airport north of Houston, Texas before taking off on my flight home only to see the sun above the horizon …

Glitchy Faith

One of the major employers in my locale is a global automobile manufacturer. My younger son is employed in their logistics department where various parts are moved from shipping areas to the production line. He describes it as an entire city of electronics similar to the machine world in The Matrix (1999) movies. Each person …

How Suggestible Are You?

When you have the munchies, it seems like nothing really satisfies the craving, but anything close at hand looks appetizing. Four years after the birth of my third child, I was still carrying around what I not so affectionately referred to as baby weight. I joined a fifteen week accountability group at my church to …

Oh, Grow Up!

My grandson, Thomas, is nearly nine months old and when he is ready for his meals, he folds his hands together, almost like a clap, signaling that it’s time to ask a blessing as we do before each meal. He has already learned this routine and he’s starting to bow his head as he sees …

Stay on the Path

I duck my head to avoid the low hanging branches and catch a spider’s web across my face. A few weeks ago, the leaf canopy was invisible; the #path bright with sunlight. Now sunlight dances across the darkened #path as saplings, weighted with spring leaves, lean in to greedily soak in the sun’s rays. These …