His Power and Glory Resting on Me

For the first time I can remember in a devotional time, I sat completely stunned. I covered my eyes as though a literal brightness had blinded me. After a difficult turn of events in our family, that morning I had turned to 2 Corinthians 12:9-10:  9 But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient…

His Show is On All the Time

My son gestured to the view from our back porch. “That’s your TV,” he said to me. He’s right. God’s amazing show is always running and always worth watching. I love to look out early to see Venus shining brilliantly in the dark morning sky. The outrageous oranges, pinks and golds of sunrise make me…

With Love and Respect for All

With the sorrow, pain, and racial tensions we have been feeling in the U.S. these days, I am remembering a time when I experienced some of the most intense feelings I have ever had. My husband Ed and I, both white Americans, were with a group of other people from our organization, from Ghana, the…

My Lifeline in the Sea of Trials

Eagerly, sometimes hungrily, first thing in the morning, I search for today’s entry on my calendar, my lifeline. The day my husband brought this calendar home from the office, I thought I'd use it "sometime." But soon things took a painful turn in the life of someone dear to us.  As the days, months and…

How My Song Began

In the pink bedroom with the pink shag rug, two windows faced the maple tree and our suburban Maryland street, 67th Avenue. I lived in this house in Parkway Estates all my growing-up years. At night when it was very quiet, I could hear a train whistling miles away in Cheverly, or traffic rushing on…