Plot twist. IT BEGINS LAST FRIDAY. My husband and I spend hours in ER — again — this time, for him. Eventually, the doctor diagnoses Dreamer with a TIA, or mini-stroke. The man speaks kindly and clearly, with seasoned authority, knowledge, and long experience. I remind him that he recently diagnosed me with Hydronephrosis. … [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’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.Read More...
“When you read this . . .”
When you read this . . . It’s 102 degrees in the empty parking lot. The mouse shoots past me, silent, alone, nosing pavement that almost sizzles. Lurch right, veer … [Read More...]
Resilience, under Siege
Resilience? Just before sunset, when backlit trees beckon, Dreamer and I amble down the hill. Thirty-four years we have jogged, snow-shoed or skied this … [Read More...]
Act IV
Act IV Why is it that once we dare hope we’ve embodied the role of a lifetime . . . the scenery shifts? Those once-trusty props? Whisked away during … [Read More...]
Under the Primer
What if a painter pencils a prayer across bare canvas before covering it with swashes of primer — an act of trust … [Read More...]
Hold Fast
Hold fast, says the writer of Hebrews. It's May again, and tendrils of vine finger our wall, inching along toward … [Read More...]
Runaway
So of course, we ran away, Dreamer & I & Vinny the dog. For a whole week. To escape the diagnosis. To … [Read More...]
Wholehearted Lent
Wholehearted . . . What does this word mean to you at the beginning of Lent? Many of you know my husband’s latest … [Read More...]