A different kind of daddy’s girl

My grandfather is The Man. And although I never need reminding of that, I had a particular opportunity to appreciate Bill Scroggins, aka Popaw, this past weekend. It is a rare and special man who, while hospitalized for a kidney ailment, can still make jokes, share his wisdom, laugh at all my dumb stories...

Shine Where You Are

Maples on the lawn of the Ashaway Seventh Day Baptist church. For once you were darkness, but now you are light in the Lord; walk as children of light – Eph. 5:8 Since the day I was given a polaroid camera for eighth grade graduation, I’ve taken photos. And at various times during the years,...

“Rebuild my Church, …

…which, as you can see, is falling into ruin.” Those words that St. Francis heard were hardly my inspiration for a back-porch redo, but I found myself hauling rocks, laying foundation, fitting them together—much as Francis might have done if he were here today. My patio was certainly on its way to...

Can Strangers be God-sent?

Sometimes encounters with certain people—even strangers—can leave you wondering if God was reaching out to you through them. Have you ever had an encounter so intriguing, so profound, that the message or lesson stays with you for years to come? I have. While working at my previous job several years ago,...

God’s housekeeper

Seek the Lord I am always searching. I’m searching for meaning, for purpose, for connection, for inspiration, for answers. For years, I puzzled over the question, “What can I do to get closer to God?” To my surprise, I have found a sense of fufillment in the utterly mundane: cooking and...

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