What is the Fruit of Your Life

When we lived in Colorado we built two garden boxes for our backyard. D’s daughter came over and helped us put the boards together, tightening the screws and ensuring there were no gaps for dirt and water to escape. We filled the boxes with soil and then went to the nursery. As we wandered the...

One Word For Your Year

I sat at the kitchen table reviewing my goal list for the previous month. A dozen or more boxes stared back at me like broken promises and unfulfilled expectations. Oh yeah, I was going to read at night. I did say I wanted to run more. Finishing that story – nope. Not spending so frivolously...