Monday, July 24, 2017

Warmest Regards

Saturday, December 27, 2014

Like Martin Luther King, I, too, have a dream.

My dream is about "church." Not just my church. Every church.

I have a dream that church simply won't be a building with a collection of people sitting next to each other for a service.

In my dream, church is a place where there are no strangers. People will want to know each other.

I have a dream that in every church, people will greet each other with more than smiles. Genuine caring will be there along with that smile.

Saturday, December 20, 2014


The question of the month surely must be: What do you want for Christmas?

I know it's the big question with my family each year.

When my daughters were younger I thrived on surprises. Seeing the look on their faces when I managed to hit a home run in gift selection was priceless.

But through the years I noticed some of those looks of appreciation were fake. I watched the girls open clothing I knew they would never wear, rewarding the gift giver with their ahhhhs!

Saturday, December 13, 2014

I have an acquaintance with a husband named Grouchy.

No one knows his real name because she never calls him anything except Grouchy and she doesn't mean that as a term of endearment.

While she is outgoing and friendly, she always has to go places alone because Grouchy dislikes people and won't go anywhere, she claims.

When a couple from their church was having a party, the host issued a personal invitation to Grouchy.

"I really want you to come," he said.

"Why?" asked a doubtful Grouchy.

"Because I would like to get to know you better," he said.

Saturday, December 6, 2014

I've always believed there is no such thing as "too old."

Life is an attitude, and my attitude is every age is a good one. Plus, I'm a bit surprised to find that the older I get, the happier I am with life.

I was always sure I wasn't going to ever let the phrase "too old" apply to me.

I cringe when I hear people say they want to try something new but they are "too old."

"Too old" is a state of mind, one best avoided.

Saturday, November 29, 2014

The other day when I was browsing in our library I found what looked like a fascinating book.

"The Sacredness of the Present Moment" has a beautifully written introduction and I thought the book might have some sage advice about keeping our thoughts on the present moment.

It's not as easy as you think it is.

For at least the past year or two, I have been making a conscious effort to "stay in the moment" rather than letting my mind drift.

Saturday, November 22, 2014


During the Thanksgiving season, the emphasis is on saying thank you for all our immense blessings.

I've always tried to make the prayer before our Thanksgiving meal more meaningful. And I've always failed.

We tried the go-around the table bit and have each person name one thing for which they are grateful. It got repetitive because most of us said we were most grateful for our family.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

My neighbor Tom, who is 91, became a lot younger this week.

Tom mostly stays in his yard feeding the squirrels. In all my years here, I don't believe I ever saw him walking on our street.

But this week I saw a younger man with a skip to his steps walking a dog down the street. When I looked closer, I was surprised to see that it was Tom.

His smile was ear to ear as he practically danced across the street to show me his new charge. It was his granddaughter's dog, he said, and he was in charge of baby-sitting the dog while she went away for the day.

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Remember that old ballad about always looking for a silver lining?

It sounds corny and most people don't look for a silver lining in every situation. They just look for a way to survive it and go on from there.

But what I've noticed the past few weeks is how many bad situations also bring a glimmer of good.

It was a grapefruit tree, of all things, that brought this message home to me. I went through so many conflicting emotions because of that tree. I started with gratitude, slipped into anger then graduated to regret.

Saturday, October 25, 2014

I just finished a book about a small island that has few amenities except what nature provided an expansive sky and ocean.

There are few visitors because there are only a few rustic cottages on the rocky island and even owners only stay for the warmer months.

What intrigued me was that the author claimed when island natives encounter others, they don't say hello.

Instead, they greet each other with the words: Life is good.

I'm not sure if there really is such a place because after all, the book is fiction. But isn't that a grand idea?

Saturday, October 18, 2014


Every now and then I pick up a book that tries to define the stages of life in a new way.

Richard Rohr talks about dividing adulthood into two periods accumulating (which lasts for years), then a search for more meaning as we get older.

In my mind, here's another way of dividing adulthood. There are the "work years" which can usually range anywhere from three or four decades to 50 years.

Then there are the precious years I call the "do what you want" stage of life.