My dad called me last week to let me know that my uncle had passed away. My Uncle Don loved Jesus and his family very much. He wasn’t a big talker. He would sit silently for long stretches during family discussions while others produced most of the words, but just at the right time, he…

The cheerful sunflowers and the bounty from harvest bring a gentle reminder that fall is just around the corner!  For our family, saying goodbye to hot lazy days in the sun and relaxing weekends at the cabin are hard to let go of, but pumpkin spice lattes and football eagerly beckon us. As my son…

The word prepare means “to make someone ready or able to do or deal with something.”  I don’t know about you, but I like to prepare.  I am a planner.  I like to feel prepared and ready to deal with whatever is coming my way.  I always loved it when there was a packing list…

I remember when I first discovered Bob Ross. I would sit on the edge of my parent’s bed and watch, dumbfounded, as little swipes of his brush turned into forests, swirls became white-capped waves. Mistakes became “little birds.” To me, he was fast. He made something tangible and beautiful in a time frame I could…

By virtue of trade, I am required to attend and work funerals, often for individuals whom I’ve never met. Funerals may be a part of life, but I would argue that death is not. I’ve never heard it said from a pulpit but a phrase that deeply troubles me goes like this: “Death is natural……