spiritual life

Nothing but grace between the mugger and me

About 10 a.m. last Tuesday, I walked out of a magazine office in a nice section of a nice city and found myself in the middle of a mugging. Literally. Impressive. But, God's armor is more so. The mugger briefly focused her attention on me. But, within seconds, an elderly woman was down in the… Continue reading Nothing but grace between the mugger and me

spiritual life

Praying like it is cancer

“Bad news should always come after lunch.. first thing in the morning everything left a bruise.” Stephen King, American novelist A mess, for sure. But, where there's life, there's hope. Some things I'd really rather not know. But, try as I might to keep bad news at bay, information just keeps rolling in. For at… Continue reading Praying like it is cancer

family life, spiritual life

Time on my hands, weight off my back

"Let it go. Let it go." Elsa Sometimes life sends you subtle signals that a season is changing. Other times, it's more like a karate chop. One of the latter hit me over Christmas and involved an unusually long school holiday, a desire to not be mugged and seven hours of interstate driving. Pretty, yes.… Continue reading Time on my hands, weight off my back