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Welcome to Mt. Moriah

For every person, there is a place. A magical place—magical if only because it is yours. So begins my novel, Mt. Moriah’s Wake. Many people have asked me what the book is about. What a difficult question to answer, for it’s about so many things. It’s about love—that exhilarating feeling of finding a special person,… Continue reading Welcome to Mt. Moriah

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Eudora and Me

It was a pilgrimage many years in the making. My recent weekend in Jackson, Mississippi included a trip to the famous Southern author Eudora Welty’s home. There in her immaculate garden I made my apologies. You see, my first exposure to Eudora was when I was assigned to enter a humorous interpretation of Welty’s “Why… Continue reading Eudora and Me

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Circuit Rider

This past Sunday my brother Jim retired from 45 years as a Methodist minister. During the course of his career, he pastored nine different congregations. I wonder how many infants he’s held and whether he feels old thinking that some of those babies are now middle aged. The Methodist church has a storied history of… Continue reading Circuit Rider

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In Search of John Boy

No matter how many times you've seen it, is there a movie that—if your channel surfing lands on it —you have to stop and watch? One such movie for me is You’ve Got Mail. Not only is it a thoroughly engaging Rom-Com, but I want to be the main character, Kathleen Kelly. You see, ever… Continue reading In Search of John Boy

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Emotional Nesting

It was a rather old birdhouse and, quite frankly, I did not see its appeal, but then again, I’ve never been a connoisseur of birdhouses. Full disclosure: Except for cardinals, I hate birds. I never feed them lest a Hitchcockian flock storm after me. That is the stuff of nightmares. So, although I may consider… Continue reading Emotional Nesting

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Holding On

It was one of those objects that would probably not fetch more than a dime at a yard sale. The aluminum measuring cup is scuffed from so many years of use and has no value—except to me. That’s why when its handle fell off, my reaction was totally unreasonable. Cradling the decapitated handle like a… Continue reading Holding On

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Sign Man

I had driven past him for years. Less than a mile and a half from my house, on an incredibly busy corner, a man stands three to four afternoons a week, holding a sign. I call him “Sign Man.” For several years his sign was apocalyptic in nature: WARNING! FEAR GOD’S WRATH. THE RAPTURE IS… Continue reading Sign Man

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Almond Cookies

I just finished reading American Dirt, a gripping tale of the plight of migrants coming to the United States. I couldn’t put it down, although I really wanted to avert my eyes. I would like to forget the horrors described in those pages. What I didn’t know, until halfway through the novel, is that the… Continue reading Almond Cookies

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Glasses, Full and Empty

It’s so easy, isn’t it? To forget what we have, to see greener grass beyond the fence? For several reasons this week I’ve been pondering gratitude—and I see it as a gift to be able to view what you have rather than what you’re lacking. Also this week I found myself grateful in ways that… Continue reading Glasses, Full and Empty

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Shadows in the Snow

Elena Carro Photography All winter, I’ve been wishing for snow in Nashville: the kind of all-consuming, routine-stopping wintery mix that would stop me in my tracks. This week, I got my wish. I have to admit it lingered a bit too long; yesterday I was thankful to see the sun and watch the transformation, however… Continue reading Shadows in the Snow