Jesus – in bed WITH US

I had made the children rag dolls that year. Clown-faced Toby for our son, flaxen-haired Miranda for our daughter. In the very early eighties, the floppy toys became my hand-stitched rebellion against the creeping Cabbage Patch craze. The Patch kids cost thirty bucks to adopt. I’d used remnants and cut apart …

Dreams and Divine messages

Sleep upsets the baggage cart of our daytime thoughts and experiences, jumbling them in ways that often make no sense. The Preacher and I both dream. Some of those night journeys are nonsensical and entertaining, others are upsetting. Rarely have they been messages from God. In one of my dreams, …

Some things bloom best in bad soil

The package of nasturtium seeds sat in my seed collection for several years before I realized they had long expired. But just in case any still held a spark of life, I planted them anyway.  With their attractive heart-shaped leaves, jewel-toned flowers and peppery taste, nasturtiums make a tasty – …