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Our Hearts Ache for Solitude For me, scheduling a spiritual retreat is not an occasional indulgence; it’s a quarterly necessity. When I don’t get enough sleep, my immune system breaks down and bam, I’m sick. If I don’t snack every three hours, I get tired. If I don’t walk with God every day at dawn, I get crabby. The older

Charly, my Labrador retriever, has an incredible memory. Well, it’s selective memory but amazing nonetheless. In spite of his doggie demands to guard and bark when he hears a sound or retrieve a stuffed duck when it’s tossed, he manages to know when it’s five o’clock. He stands with his slightly raised floppy ears, and he’ll fix his eyes on

I love to eat bread, but I’m not always selective about the type of bread I choose. It’s hard to resist accessible dinner rolls, bagels, or sourdough chunks dipped in olive oil. Consequently, the refined flour and carbohydrates fill me up leaving no room for nutritional foods. Unfortunately, I’m not alone. On average, Americans eat less than one serving of

I know you can’t see me while reading this post, but if you’ve watched my monthly videos or followed me on Instagram, you know I’m not in my twenties, thirties, or even forties. Since I’m celebrating a birthday this month, I’ll break the most sacred rule of womanhood and tell you my age. Shhhh! I’ll be 59-years-old! Somehow, typing those

Palm or Pineapple?  I love to walk at twilight. One spring morning I finished my three-mile jaunt listening to “How Great is Our God” playing in the background. The breathtaking dawn prevented me from going inside the house, so I extended my time with God on the front porch with a cup of coffee. The morning chill was refreshing and

Are you a Starbucks fan? My weakness is a Venti Mocha Frappuccino Light–Double Blended. Yes, it’s a lot to say at a drive-up window, and it’s a lot to pay at $5.68 per drink! That’s without the whipped cream! I know, I know. I could just make a cup of coffee at home for a fraction of the price, but