One windless night, just beyond my bedroom window, Fowler Lake froze, luminous as mercury glass. Ever the social caboose of my class, pre-teen me hunkered in bed. Crushing thoughts made it hard to breathe. No grace for being me. I woke to 99 acres of gleaming ice: no pocks or blisters. Nary a wrinkle. Picture the Lincoln Memorial … [Read More...]
I’m Laurie, a contemplative writer, musician and artist, who helps distracted, heart-weary people refocus on God in creative ways that spark hope and wholeness.
Table Talk refers to informal conversations over a meal (or a card game, as a friend reminded me yesterday.) In this week of cornucopias, restaurant groaning boards, … [Read More...]
Hope you're ready for these teeth," I say. My smiling hygienist lowers the dental lounger. "Tell me about your grandson," she says. "Just started kindergarten," I … [Read More...]
Homesick: who hasn't felt it? Once, Autumn meant friction. Snits and pouts. Epic school-shopping wars: my taste vs Mom's. "Teal is your color, Laurie. It brings … [Read More...]