1958, as I played hopscotch in my grandmother’s Mississippi garden, I didn’t know about global initiatives or environmental footprints. I poured milk from glass jars. I ate Mimi’s tomatoes straight off the vine. I only knew the damp, warm feel…
The Keepers of the House
A Liturgy of the 4:13 PM Before the unmaking began on Water’s Hill, the woods held the calls of a Wood Thrush and Bob-Whites. Those afternoons brought a Sunday-afternoon-nap kind of grace. It was a cedar glade with wild violets…
The Audit of the Arrangement
There is an unmistakable honesty in a sun-drenched windowsill. A million years ago, I set these grocery store lilies in Mother’s old ironstone pitcher. Alstroemeria, for those counting. Sure, they’re cute. Maybe elegant. And any bouquet carries the edge of…
The Official Travel Guide to Joy
Have you ever questioned the definition of joy? The word is used as a synonym for happiness and contentment, but are these ideas interchangeable? And what about other nouns that are stirred in–hope, grace, mercy, and gratitude? Are they just words? All…
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A 60-Second Joy Lesson
What if joy was a rare event, occurring only once a year? Not only would we look forward to that day, we would also worry that something might steal it. Oh, Lord, what if we got food poisoning? What if…
Do Thoughts Shape Our Destiny?
I once knew a lady who hunted disappointments the way a squirrel searches for acorns. As the woman repeated a litany of daily insults and horrors, her black mood seeped into me. When I finally stopped listening to the emotional…
