Ministry of Silly
I trend toward the serious. I’m probably more concerned with what I think people may be thinking about me than you realize. It’s not that I don’t like being silly, but I prefer it to…
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Giving Up Fear for Lent
You know the kid in the movie My Girl who is allergic to everything? I’ve often thought about how I’m afraid of everything. I’m afraid of the normal terrible things (death, pain, illness, psychopaths), but…
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Of Wanderlust and Home
Wanderlust has pulsed in my inner life, leading me to reach for new places and experiences, since at least the third grade. That’s the first clear memory I have of the euphoria of anticipating a…
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Epiphany and Where the Sidewalk Ends
After I graduated high school I did a brief stint of community college. I decided to major in “Liberal Studies” because I figured all I needed was general education/transferable credits anyway. One of the required…
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Enter to Win AND Support the Dream Medical Center in Rwanda!
So, my super-talented woodworker husband makes these GORGEOUS clocks. Each clock is handmade and stained in our garage-turned-workshop and measures 19″ in diameter. They retail for $100. Our friend Becky is climbing Kilimanjaro with a…
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With Greatest Affection for B&C
I am struck by the irony that the event which has finally pushed me to step out of the long, overgrown shadows in this space is the news of a dearly beloved publication stepping into…
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The Marsden Expedition: Chicago
Wheaton, Illinois is a postcard-worthy place. I’ve visited the friend that we’re staying with a few times before–using the biennial Redbud Writers retreat as an excuse to come early and explore. Kathy is always a…
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The Marsden Expedition: Indiana
We don’t have turnpikes in California, only toll bridges. Imagine my surprise as I’m cruising down the interstate in the middle of the night somewhere in Pennsylvania, suddenly stopped at an electronic booth and told…
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The Marsden Expedition: Washington, D.C.
At 4am after driving dark, winding, sometimes scary backroads, we pull into the driveway of Patrick and Barbara Hubbard’s home in Lynchburg, Virginia. I’m so tired my stomach hurts. Might also be all the candy…
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The Marsden Expedition: Nashville
I can only assume from what I see of the interstate, that most of Mississippi and Alabama is dense, lush forest. The stretch of drive to Nashville is largely unvarying; the first leg of the…