She slipped in quietly, turning on one lamp near my bedside. She moved about her work without saying much, in a ritualistic sort of way–her arms strong, and face tender. She smiled at me when I opened my eyes, “I’m here to clean you up a bit...
Sitting there in the darkened room while the book study DVD rolled on the screen to my right, I experienced the most jarring realization. We’ve been doing it all wrong. Since my children were babies, we’ve practiced the folding of hands for...
Henri Matisse once said, “Creativity takes courage.” Courage runs in short supply with me. I am much less brave outwardly, than I am in my own head. But like anything else, creativity can be practiced. It’s like a muscle we have that when unused,...
Every year for Christmas, she’d give us roughly the same thing. My sister and I would sneer and groan at the oversize art books on “how to draw faces” like the ones you’d see in a Michelangelo painting. One time, my giant book came tucked...
I sit in quiet and wait. Though I’ve been nagging God for answers and insight, He remains silent on a particular issue I keep bringing before Him. I’m puzzling over the questions I’m asking–are they the right ones? Is my focus in the wrong...
