I’ve been hearing about this Bob Goff character for quite a while now. Bob sounds larger than life. Bob hugs people.  His children invite world leaders for sleepovers.  He rescues kids in Uganda, and gives them a home and an education. Oh, and he’s a lawyer in his spare time. To be honest, I expected his book to feel like literary Splenda.  Artificial.  Too perfect to be real.  Maybe even a little preachy and boastful. I was wrong. I like being this kind of wrong. Love Does is Bob Goff’s love letter to the world.   Bob and his family […]

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Spring is here!   I’m finally feeling almost back to normal, and now all I want to do is spend a little time in the warm sunshine. A robin has built a nest in our honeysuckle vines beside the garage.  The poor mother bird has a conniption every time we drive up, so we’re trying to respect her space.  Soon, we’ll have four little baby birds to check in on!   We also have opened and started cleaning out the pond.  Plants are coming up off the bottom this weekend if the weather holds…this is the earliest we’ve EVER opened […]

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“I want to write a book” I’ve heard you say it.  I’ve said it. We’ve written chapters in our heads at the grocery store.  We have files on our hard drives.  We have notes on characters and plot points or chapter outlines written on napkins in the “book pile” somewhere safe in our house. And for most of us, that’s as far as we get. We Dream We dream of someday becoming a writer.  When all the other obligations of our lives suddenly melt away.  When we win the lottery.  When we retire. We act like writing is something to […]

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  my ear cries out my brain is a scrambled egg i hate being sick Sick I am. dreaming of french kitchens and flying people.  Watching every episode of Castle stored on the TiVo. “We have met the enemy and he is us” What I’ve learned:  How much is too much.  I am my worst enemy. The last few weeks I’ve packed too much in, and my body finally cried “Uncle!”  I need to find a better balance.  Scale back a little bit. And as hard as it is to do, one thing I need to pull back just a little: blogging. […]

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Perhaps it’s a function of getting older, but I’ve been pretty introspective lately.  Searching my heart.  A lot.  At this rate, I’ll be examining the meaning of my spleen by the time I’m 55. But in the past few months, I have been taking a look at my life and at how I’m focusing my time and talent and treasure and at how I’ve gotten here and where I need to be heading.  And each time I look at how the puzzle pieces of my life have fit together, I see the beauty of how a God who is so […]

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