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In God We Trust

In God We Trust

Timely Truth from a Parking Lot Penny  Today I’m excited to feature a well-watered word from my friend Lee Ann Zanon. Lee Ann knows heartache and disillusionment. She understands the grief of having her identity, built for decades on external accomplishments,...
Of Tea and Tears and the Tomb We’re All Watching

Of Tea and Tears and the Tomb We’re All Watching

You’d think after five decades I’d know the signs. Emotional flatness. Lack of motivation. Feeling all peopled-out when I hadn’t been doing any peopling at all. Not to mention, I hadn’t shed a tear since . . . Well, since before coronavirus. BC....
A Very Good Place to Start

A Very Good Place to Start

Or, How to Write a Letter to Your Future Self As the calendar pages flutter forward under the relentless winds of time, how can I be sure I’m becoming who I’m meant to be? Whenever a freshly minted year is about to start, I feel the need to have some...
Easter’s Coming Anyway

Easter’s Coming Anyway

You could say the wee lobby of our small-town post office lacks privacy. And those bare white walls and overtired clerks offer little warmth when tensions mount or matters of a personal nature arise. The other day, Garth was in line when this happened to a friend of...