Writing is this act of faith - a bit like driving in the fog: you can hardly see just in front of you. But you trust God's leading you and you just write into the space you can see ahead of you.

You will be most remembered-by what brought you most joy.

More important than a clean house is a close family.

But, someone, please give me—who is born again but still so much in need of being born anew—give me the details of how to live in the waiting cocoon before the forever begins?

You, who were made by Love, made for love-- be still and know and watch love come down.

I know the theological answers, but do my blood and my pulse?

The life that counts blessings discovers its yielding more than it seems.