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Prism or Prison?

At our family reunion last week, my dad gave an illustration of a prism. God’s light shines through the prism and what comes out on the other side is a rainbow of brilliant colors for all to see. In life, all of us are prisms.  Different variations of the same...

Putting Our Own Shoes On

My friend, Amy, shared this on Facebook a couple of days ago: “Never hold anything in reserve. Pour yourself out, giving the best that you have, and always be poor. Never be diplomatic and careful with the treasure God gives you . . .” -O.Chambers Oh, how...

Park And Hide

At six o’clock every morning now, I’m dropping Mark off at the Park and Ride to catch the corporate bus that takes him into South San Francisco.  It’s a great option with wi-fi to catch up on emails and a relaxing, comfortable ride without having to...

Barefoot Heart

There is something about being barefoot that feels so free.  So childlike.  To go out in the front yard to water flowers or greet a neighbor with nothing but skin on my feet, feeling the cool tickle of the grass underneath them. To let my bare toes feel the warmth of...

Target Practice

We’re here!  Got into California late afternoon on Friday.  We are staying at the apartment where Mark has been staying the last couple of months, going back and forth to the house to buy groceries and do a final “clean sweep” before the movers come...

Change Of Clothes

(I gotta be honest…I am exhausted beyond belief and my body is retaliating.  Three more days ’til we fly out to CA.  Until then there is still much to do.  But today, I am asking Jesus to help me “change clothes”…) Weary shoulders don the...