Everybody's talking at me . . .

An article in Scientific American cited a study that showed people speak an average of around 16,000 words a day (men a little under, women a little over). Holy cow. I knew I could talk, but that much? Imagine what happens when I do one of my speaking engagements....

Advice from a six-year-old

Sunday’s sermon admonished us to allow God to mold us–to fulfill his plan through us. It was a good sermon and I’m taking it to heart. But, as can often happen, the real meat of the morning came during the children’s sermon. Our pastor asked...

It's been one of those weeks . . .

It’s been a crazy, hectic week. I commented on it to a friend and he agreed he was having a similar experience. “The kind of week that makes you want to fake your own death,” he said. I laughed and laughed and laughed. Yes, exactly. But Saturday is...

Poetry Wednesday!

In The Memory of Drowning one of the characters is afraid to try for another child after suffering a miscarriage. I’m astonished by the number of women who have faced this tragedy. I talked to friends who had gone through this so that I would have an inkling of...