Using story to connect YOU to the Master Storyteller
As many of you know, I often request to review books that I don't actually expect to like or agree with. I either hope to learn something, understand something better, or to be proven wrong. Well, one book I chose for this year is the book, School of the Miraculous. Some folks would call me a … [Read more...]
I think everyone should be married before their wedding day. Weird thing to say? Probably. Still, there’s something incredibly freeing about knowing that everything doesn’t hinge on stuff going well on a wedding day. How do I know? I got married on November 25, 1988. Our wedding wasn’t … [Read more...]
I understood the man in the book—Ed. I understood everything about him. And, in fact, I really thought I’d write all about him alone, but then I started thinking about Jett. It occurred to me that I really understood him, too. How could I relate so well to two so very different people. Then there … [Read more...]
She pulled out a picture book--one without any words, no less--and handed it over. I flipped through the pages of Carl's Christmas, and almost missed the beauty and wonder of that book. Books needed words, and I wasn't prepared to handle one without them. By the time she showed me a book about a … [Read more...]
The world sat spellbound as men in tights and spiked shoes wearing shoulder pads that put the eighties to shame chased an oblique across the grass. Me? I sat with my eyes riveted as well—to a book page. Look, I’ve been looking forward to reading A Girl’s Guide to the Outback for months. And … [Read more...]
Back in “my day” (I suddenly feel 90), we called them “devotional songs.” I suppose today they’d be considered “praise and worship” songs. While they weren’t sung often—at youth groups and rallies, sometimes one here or there on a Sunday night--they inspired me. Many were mini creeds, which is … [Read more...]
It wasn't in my planner. Confused, I looked at the reminder again, stared at my planner again, and blinked. Again. I knew I'd reviewed the book already. Over a month ago--maybe two. No... at least two. I didn't think I was even home for good when I did it. In fact, I knew where the book was. … [Read more...]
