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It happened again. This week I completed another trip around the sun. And after I blew out the candles on my cupcake, I stopped for a moment to: LOOK UP• And thank God for all He’s…

There I was, alone in my apartment with the nearly unpacked cardboard box I had been summarily handed to clean out my work space the day I was fired and was holding the company mug that changes…

Have you ever noticed how the near impossible task of forgiving a grievous wrongdoing is laid at the feet of the victim rather than the perpetrator? So, what’s a victim to do? Forget it and try to move on? Stuff it and let the bitterness bubble…

“Can’t you control that child?” screamed a stranger at my daughter. “No,” I answered, “she can’t!” At that particular moment no one could control my severely autistic granddaughter who was having a complete melt down…

I woke up early this morning—determined to accomplish some writing before the tyranny of “to-do” seized the day—and hurried from the house toward the office. Half way across the patio I remembered my cell phone…