Kate, circa 1986: Magic 8 Ball, will I ever have a house with secret tunnels and an elevator? Don’t count on it. Will I live among gypsies in Spain? My sources say no. Be a teacher? You may rely on it. Marry the red-headed boy? Outlook not so good. Write a best-seller? (Magic 8 Ball... Continue Reading →
Sticking it to the To-Do List
This morning I read an Ann Voskamp quote saying that the remedy for anxiety is worship, or something to that effect. So true. To be full of wonder -- wonderfull -- how can the to-do list retain its power to freeze the veins? How can the But Gods crush and conquer? There is a very... Continue Reading →
