Tag: Hope

  • A Trip Down the Stairs

    A Trip Down the Stairs

    Heal me, Oh Lord, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved, for you are my praise Jeremiah 17:14 (NKJV) If you fall head-first down a flight of stairs, you’ll be in the hospital for a week and your friends will feel sorry for you. But take an emotional tumble, that…

  • Squeaky to the Rescue!

    Squeaky to the Rescue!

    A conference I attended for educational administrators last year fell on Leap Day–February 29.  In celebration, every table came decorated with a dozen or so little toy frogs. I picked one up and realized it was squishable. When I gave him a quick squeeze, my new little friend said, “squeak, squeak.”  Very cool! After the…

  • The Magic of Children’s Notes: A Lesson in Meaning

    The Magic of Children’s Notes: A Lesson in Meaning

    Three folded note cards with purple writing held together by matching painter’s tape. A young student, at morning drop-off, handed them to me when she got out of the car. This happens often at elementary schools; children share their artistic creations with others. And it’s always an honor to be chosen for such a gift.…

  • Relationships: A Survivalist’s Guide

    Relationships: A Survivalist’s Guide

    I once heard a cautionary tale about a Christian missionary who sailed the ocean alone to reach the heathen. He ended up stranded (still alone) on a small island in the middle of the Pacific. A few years later, a passing fishing boat saw the smoke from his campfire and rescued him. His liberators were…

  • The Strongest Love on Earth

    The Strongest Love on Earth

    Singing at nursing homes is unlike anywhere else. The audience loves every minute of it, though many of them are unable to show their appreciation in tangible ways. A tap of a foot, a clap here and there, or a smile from one of their friends is like a standing ovation at Carnegie Hall. Last…

  • One Firefly Night

    One Firefly Night

    It was early summer. Just after dusk, I sat on the back porch taking in the sounds of nature. There were a few crickets and some bird who didn’t know not to sing after sun down. It was all garden variety, until my eye caught a green blink…blink…blink. A firefly! Hyper-focused, I tried to guess…