My (lacking) Bedside Manners

My bedside manners aren’t very good. Especially when I’m the one in bed. Oh how I remember those nights, when out of a sound slumber, I would feel the hot breath on my cheek, then hear a little voice in the darkness say,  “Mom… Mommy?...

So there I was. Dangling.

Our attic is above the garage. To get there, you have to go up through an opening in the garage ceiling. To get there, you use a ladder, then climb onto the refrigerator (which we have strategically placed under the opening), then climb in. It’s kind of a...

Threading the Knot

Marcie… was in her early thirties when she visited a singles small group from church. It wasn’t a great fit for her, since the group members were all at least a decade older than her.  All except one, that is. Brian. He was visiting that night, too....

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