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An Easter In Prison

Well, it’s Easter, and it’s an Easter unlike any other that I’ve experienced. The church doors are closed. We cannot be with our family. But somehow this Resurrection Sunday  is more meaningful than it’s ever been. The empty tomb secures my future, and I’m blessed to have beautiful memories of Easters gone by. When I…

Signs of Life Everywhere

’Tis Easter Eve on this side of the world, and there are promising signs of life everywhere. The hills are countless shades of green; fragile yellow flowers are bursting through layered calichi; the nestling wrens aren’t nestlings anymore; and the garden is growing. As promised, I’m updating you on our new way of gardening and…

Resurrection Lesson

Years ago, when our grandchildren were still young, we hosted GRAND KAMP—a week of fun activities for grandparents and our grandchildren only. It meant a week of boxed macaroni and cheese (they like the stuff) and wieners sliced and boiled to look like an octopus. (They’re teenagers and still talk about that.) Now you can’t…

Freedom’s Morn

There’s an unspoiled freshness about morning that I’ve always loved. It’s my very favorite part of the day because it holds a bit of mystery and potential and even promise. I like thinking that it’s morning somewhere all day long. I especially like it that the real Easter message came to the world early in…