I’m Feasting on Pickles While I Wait for a Baby!

Corn, Hot Roast Beef Sandwich, Pinot, and PICKLES! Green Olives and the Baby Jesus Confession: I love pickles. Dills, bread-and-butters, sweet baby gherkins, cherry peppers–I’ve seldom met a pickle that I didn’t adore. Ditto their relatives, the olives. As a child, I often cleaned out the relish plate at the end of holiday meals, mounting one […]


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I’m Feasting on Pickles While I Wait for a Baby!

Corn, Hot Roast Beef Sandwich, Pinot, and PICKLES! Green Olives and the Baby Jesus Confession: I love pickles. Dills, bread-and-butters, sweet baby gherkins, cherry peppers–I’ve seldom met a pickle that I didn’t adore. Ditto their relatives, the olives. As a child, I often cleaned out the relish plate at the end of holiday meals, mounting one […]


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No Cheap Christmas Gifts!

Cadence, Filled with Joy. Christmas Day, 2009. We’re all Bazillionaires I was startled, some weeks ago, to find this subject line on a message board for Christian writers: “CHEAP CHRISTMAS GIFTS!!!” Surely the person who posted this meant cheap in the sense of  “purchasable below the going price or the real value,” but the phrase […]


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No Cheap Christmas Gifts!

Cadence, Filled with Joy. Christmas Day, 2009. We’re all Bazillionaires I was startled, some weeks ago, to find this subject line on a message board for Christian writers: “CHEAP CHRISTMAS GIFTS!!!” Surely the person who posted this meant cheap in the sense of  “purchasable below the going price or the real value,” but the phrase […]


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The Dream Barista

Teacup, Coffee Beans, French Press.   I Dreamed I was in a Cold Place This city was big and foreign. I walked its strange streets, looking for an address, the wind scathing my skin and my spirits. My legs grew heavy. I’d been wandering the dark streets so long the cold had moved into my […]


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