Kindness Reminds Us There are Good People in the World
When I was in kindergarten, we had a whole lesson about what to do when you find a lost wallet. We acted out make-believe scenarios in which one of us would be the person who drops the wallet, one would be the person who finds it and another would be the officer at the police
The Best Medicine
I sat alone in a small sterile room for 75 minutes yesterday waiting to see a doctor. I had already taken my top off and was wearing the white robe with the pink collar they give to all the breast cancer patients. At some point I gave up on the straight chair and decided to
Week 5 Memory Verse
Have you ever felt like no one could possibly understand the chaotic and complicated inner workings of your brain? Even if you could explain them, it wouldn’t make much sense to an outsider, right? They are uniquely you. Like the time I was in fourth grade and insisted on sleeping outside my dad’s bedroom door
Service Members Treated to First-Class Kindness
I have a confession. People in uniform make me nervous. I'm fine with a doctor's coat or a fireman's jacket, but put a police officer's crisp navy shirt and peaked dress cap in front of me, and I get a little shaky. Maybe I have a deeply hidden guilty conscience. I've never had a bad
God Changed His Mind About Me
I was driving Ben to basketball the other day when I heard this from the backseat: Mom, why did God let our friends become homeless? Oh boy. Some people close to us are going through a very tough time and my six year old has been wrestling with big issues. I took a deep breath
Week 4 Memory Verse
Something freaky has been happening. First, I have to explain that I have an obsession with license plates. Not all license plates; just the ones that begin with GGG. About a year ago I saw my first GGG license plate and for some reason, it triggered a response in my mind. I immediately thought GGG:
Kindness Leaves You with Lots to Talk About
I imagine, one day, when they’re very old and can’t get around quite as well as they do now, Gene Hanson and Darlene Jackson Hanson will sit next to each other and say, “Do you remember when…?” Only there is no way they will remember it all. Not because their minds will be failing, but
