What did you collect as a kid? Might there be a vital clue buried therein? A small truth worth pondering all these years later? I cadged Lipton tea tags, those one-inch squares stapled by string to pleated, porous bags—after Mom steeped them with lemon and sugar. I loved those tags, counting them, aligning their edges, … [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.
I wasn’t on duty that night. It was summer, 1967. Our hospital’s leading surgeon strode into the office, flipped off the paging switch, ripped the unit from the … [Read More...]
Resilience: After eating together, Dreamer and I update the blank book we use as a gratitude journal. As we verbalize and record the day's visitations of grace, our … [Read More...]
If only . . . it hadn't happened. Today, I wake up grieved by Wednesday's violence in our nation's capitol—only to be further dismayed by the media's name-calling … [Read More...]