Blessed and Favored, My Foot!

I am not a foot person. I don’t play “footsies”. I swallow hard when I do “This Little Piggy” with The Bug. I absolutely do not gather with the girls for mani/pedi bonding sessions. And yet, God always has a way of bringing all the parts back into focus. Take yesterday, for example, in the…

The Empty Nail

Today, I’ll take the diploma off my wall. I won’t be sad about it, either. I always knew I would go to Georgetown College. It was just a feeling that I had. Not only was it approved by my church, it was approved by my family. I had Tigers way back, you see. With the…

All The Children of The World

We stood in two lines, older and taller ones in the back, and tried not to be nervous. We nodded our heads with the plinking of the piano and waved at our parents and grandparents. The children’s choir director smiled and took a deep breath, raised her hands, and then … we sang: “Jesus loves the little…

Pass the Peyote

Boycotting the entire state of Indiana will likely not solve our problems. Boycotting the Native American Church might. Let me explain. On Tuesday, April 17, 1990, Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia passed down a judgement against two members of the Native American Church who had been fired from their jobs because they had traces of…

Your Slip is Showing

Happy New Year! (Picture for a moment: falling confetti, embracing people, flying foam fingers and the wearing of goofy glasses.) Okay, so I am a little late for New Year Celebrations. Seventy-three days too late. Better grab your sweet tea, pull up a rocker and let me explain. In the last year, I turned 43,…