Old hands, young hands, wrinkled hands, calloused hands, soft hands, freckled hands. I love to study hands. I don’t think I have pretty hands, but they are what God gave me, and He gave me these hands for a purpose….

With our Toyota Venza tightly packed with luggage, boxes of organic produce from a recent co-op order, a power saw, and a myriad of tools, we prepared for an early morning departure. Our kids, recently back from living abroad, had…

Welcome, brother, to the 60’s club! I am proud to be your sister, but mostly, I am proud of the man of God you have become. Congratulations! You now qualify for senior citizen discounts. Not trying to make you feel old! Really! As…

As I pored over photographs, a particular one, my dad and I performing our Sunday afternoon ritual of reading the funny papers, caught my attention. Sprawled on the living room floor under the swamp cooler I (four years old), in…

For years we have longed to share Hawaii with our extended family. Our love of the big island begged to be shared with loved ones. Our grandkids’ flight from the nest in a few short years would make fulfilling this notion more challenging. We just needed a little boost…