As a writer, I value white space – those wonderful areas on the page that are free of type and give room for the eyes to easily read the author’s words in an orderly fashion.  Without this precious space, the page would be chaotic, jumbled, and overwhelming. White space isn’t just limited to authors, though. …

I have never really sat down to dig into my family tree.  Just thinking of the word “genealogy” tends to make my head hurt. But, over the last several years, my brother has developed a keen interest in our heritage and has uncovered some insightful things.  For me, his discovery of our Irish and English…

Being raised in Upper Michigan, I had frequent access to the Mackinac Bridge.  At five miles long, this steel suspension behemoth connects the Upper and Lower Peninsulas of Michigan.  Prior to 1957 when the bridge was completed, folks would pay the price of a ferry ticket and spend a couple hours of their precious time…

It wasn’t working and my frustration was mounting. I was a relatively young Christian in my faith journey and a fellow believer had shared with me about how they had prayed and God had answered. Excitedly, I probed them with all sorts of questions concerning their prayer time so I could duplicate the process in…

It was a beautiful, sunny day outside.  Perfect for a back porch get together!  As I scurried around getting the porch prepped to entertain, I noticed one of the drink containers I put out was leaking.  It was small.  Barely noticeable, really.  So, I left it out. And while no one could detect the leak…

I have never been a big fan of religion.  The word alone evokes thoughts of formality, rituals, and emptiness to me. I spent a good chunk of my life entrenched in religion and I never saw it avail any good. When my heart has been most broken, my emotions most raw, and my soul most…