Restoring the Lamps, Part One

Lamp Shades as Pompoms. A Reenactment. I Couldn’t Renew Them Alone “How about these?” I asked my husband, as we examined the selection of lampshades at our local Lowe’s. “Those look good,” Rich responded. So I selected a pair, spinning them slowly to make sure they were free of dents or stains. Satisfied, we trooped […]


Restoring the Lamps, Part One

Lamp Shades as Pompoms. A Reenactment. I Couldn’t Renew Them Alone “How about these?” I asked my husband, as we examined the selection of lampshades at our local Lowe’s. “Those look good,” Rich responded. So I selected a pair, spinning them slowly to make sure they were free of dents or stains. Satisfied, we trooped […]


The Misprint

A Fairly Straight Wake. Treasure in the Typo A line in an unfamiliar song brought me up short in church. It lodged in my mind and glittered there like a gaudily-dressed starlet, demanding my attention. It was “I’m falling on my knees/offering all my needs.” Yes, I trust Him. And yes, I depend on His […]


The Misprint

A Fairly Straight Wake. Treasure in the Typo A line in an unfamiliar song brought me up short in church. It lodged in my mind and glittered there like a gaudily-dressed starlet, demanding my attention. It was “I’m falling on my knees/offering all my needs.” Yes, I trust Him. And yes, I depend on His […]


The Misprint

A Fairly Straight Wake. Treasure in the Typo A line in an unfamiliar song brought me up short in church. It lodged in my mind and glittered there like a gaudily-dressed starlet, demanding my attention. It was “I’m falling on my knees/offering all my needs.” Yes, I trust Him. And yes, I depend on His […]