Life – a cup at a time
What is perception? And why should I care? By now you’ve probably heard the Yanni vs Laurel recording. And if you somehow missed that, you most likely weighed in on The Dress a few years ago — was it blue and black or gold and white? While these are fun and all, they point to some …
Walls come in various shapes, sizes and types. And even though creatures such as termites and bees also use them in making their hives, walls have become a defining element for humankind. Archaeologists get all excited when they find walls at a dig. Why? Because they indicate an element of permanence. Instead of roaming with …
The news has been filled with the story of the guy from Mali who rescued a four year old dangling from a balcony in Paris on May 26, 2018. This is a story of grace. The young man heard a commotion, saw the child dangling from a fourth-floor balcony, and began to climb. He didn’t …
There’s an old saying, “Bloom where you are planted.” I remember the first time I heard or saw this, my reaction was, “But I don’t like where I am.” I think I was a teenager at the time. Lots of water has gone under the bridge since then. The first inkling that there was some …
Whether you call it Coincidence, Chance, Karma, Fate or God at work, things happen. I don’t always see it, or understand it, or even like it, but when certain things happen, I find myself saying, “OK, God, you know what you’re doing.” Let me share an example of what I mean. My husband recently had major surgery …
Everyone who comes to the Permian Basin declares, “Drivers are crazy here!” They are right. I drove a compact car for a couple days recently, and it was scary. But as my husband says, “That ain’t the half of it.” One morning not long ago, I learned that a B-1B bomber made an emergency landing …
Grace isn’t always obvious. When I was four or five years old, my Grandma Meta gave me a tea set. Made of porcelain, (they didn’t do plastic in those days), it had no maker’s mark, and the blue and white design of birds wasn’t hand painted. It was a child’s set from her own childhood, …
It’s Maundy Thursday, and I spent my morning in the hospital waiting room, wondering if my husband would make it through open heart surgery. Holidays have a surreal place in my life. My dad died on the traditional Memorial Day weekend when I was a teen. It seemed fitting, as he was a WWII veteran. …