The other day I received an encouraging note from a reader of Holiness Here, and this is part of what he said: “Pages 81 and half of 82 are ‘gold’ for me. I have been frustrated by a good friend. You know what I mean. These pages will change my attitude toward him. I think […]
The invitations we accept Read More »
The other day, although I had been driving all day long to get home and really should have been busy packing my bag to fly to Vancouver the next morning, I drove another two laps across the city to see a painting that Marion, an artist amazing in her abilities, was just about finished. I
Just Look at What can be Made Read More »
A few months ago, I allowed myself to be swept off my feet and into a karaoke evening at a local pub. This is not something I normally do. I’m not a singer. I will however, give a plug here for group singing as a way to get better over many, many years. Church singing
We are Family: Friendship and Karaoke Read More »
The other day when the light turned green at Arlington and Bronson, I paused for a second before easing Henry (remember, that’s the name of my car) left on Bronson, and past the Burrito Gringo I do not go to. The pause saved me from being hit by yet another car racing through the red
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The first time I went to the Festival of Faith and Writing at Calvin College in Grand Rapids, it was to hear the writer Anne Lamott speak. She was her warm, funny self, full of writing and life advice for an auditorium that lapped up her words like we were kittens. I’ve long been a
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