Category: spiritual realm

“The other day we went to see a waterfall,” my friend Amy tells me, referring to her spiritual time with Jesus. “There were steps to walk down and he …

My plan was to spend my morning at the local college library. It was perfect—a few hours away to write without interruptions and distractions. I ran into a few …

Sitting here in Starbucks I see through the window our first real snow, blanketing the tables and chairs. I got here early and have eaten my chocolate croissant and …

Sitting at Starbucks this morning I’m thinking about how life is a mixed bag of emotions. When my husband died I was surprised to find I could be grieving …

Sometimes it’s easy to believe the illusion. The bench I’m sitting on is surrounded by a quaint, story-book town and in the distance a castle silhouettes the sky. Anything …