(1 minute, 22 seconds) Wisconsin summer days are fleeting. Keenly aware of this reality and determined to savor a warm, nearly perfect day recently, I loaded “Ruby,” my fast bike with skinny tires, onto my bike rack and drove to a nearby trail.As I joyfully…

(2 minutes, 26 seconds) I loved my Grandma Ollie.Though I wasn’t hers by birth, Grandma loved me like her own. She taught me to cross-stitch, played funny finger games with me, and gave me her traditional 16 sugar cubes, beautifully boxed and wrapped in a…

2 minutes 45 seconds  I have a few articles of clothing hanging in my closet that I have never worn. It’s not that I don’t like them; in fact it’s entirely the opposite. I like them so much I only want to wear them for…

6-24-222 minutes, 28 seconds I like games. Card games, board games, and backyard games all appeal to me. My very favorite is word games. You know, the kind where you scramble letters around to make words (Scrabble), arrange words to make sentences (You’ve Been Sentenced),…

(2 minutes, 49 seconds) One of my older clients shared with me recently that in all of her life her only physical pain has been a couple of headaches. Those few episodes she said, were relieved with a mere aspirin. Truly I am glad for…

(2 minutes, 55 seconds) “Tighten your tennies, kiddos! It’s going to be a fun summer!” It was a memorable summer the year Team Noble, our family racing team, began. It all started with purchasing six white t-shirts in each of our sizes and a broad…

We Need More Cowbell 5-12-22 (2 minutes, 7 seconds) Last summer I attended a triathlon in support of a close friend who was competing. I loaded my mini-backpack with water bottles, power bars, and …my biggest cowbell. For me, cheering at a race would be incomplete work…

Twinkle-less(1 minute, 30 seconds) I was listening to a young friend whose suffering is invisible. Her battle is constant, and her pain runs deep. She confided in me that her friends are stepping back, bowing out, and distant as she has tumbled deeper into dark…

3-29-22(1 minute, 55 seconds) I wasn’t a sickly youngster, but I remember times when I was sick as a little girl. Specifically, the yucky kind of sick that involved throwing up. I remember a tender gesture from my mom. She would sit with me, gently…

A while back I challenged myself to document for one hundred days in a row the “goodness of the Lord.” My initial intent was to become more aware of God’s day-to-day provision. Besides being a feast for my soul, actively looking for goodness quickened my…