Sometimes it’s just plain hard

It’s beautiful here in France. Just beautiful. The leaves are yellowing, the air crisp, the sky the bluest of blues. As that as a backdrop, you’d think our lives would be full of wonder and ease. And sometimes that is true. But sometimes the little things...

Star Wars

I admit it, folks. I love Star Wars. LOVE it. Totally. I know I’m not supposed to. All that talk of the force flowing through all living things. And midiclorians (not sure how those are spelled)—what’s with that? I don’t think I have any...

ding dang dong

The cross in Le Rouret, France Church bells ring in our village, on the hour. I love the hourly reminder that all is well, that the day is progressing with a chime. It’s much nicer than a cuckoo clock.  But every once and a while, the bell chimes ding dang...

Words, God, and Me

Today I pasted words. My friend Erin sent me all these cool little pieces of art last year, and I’m still fascinated by them. I began flipping through them. As I did, four words stood out to me. Play. Health. Freedom. Abundance. I believe this is what God has...