• The way of a man in love

    My Sweet Al and I received a phone call from our grandson. He was thinking about his granddad and me. After we hung up, Al said, “Did he just call to talk?” “Yes, but it was more. He talked about his new bride with tenderness and respect. He’s a young man in love. He wants to make a trip home to Pagosa for us to meet his bride.” The marriage was a surprise to all of us. A year ago on Christmas morning, he called to tell us he got married in Las Vegas. An “Oh, no,” shot through my gut. What has h…

  • Edith Graham: Finishing Strong

    As days of life gain on us, our strength wanes, our minds forget and I wonder what I will leave behind for others. Hopefully, my good words will rest upon the hearts of my children and a good word will find its way upon my children’s lips to enrich generations to come. The life of another person will enrich us — a true enrichment gained by having touched that person’s life. How can they do that? It’s their attitude that marks who they are and what they have done. Their walk points to the way to …

  • The wait and changing of lifestyle

    “Remind me again why we had kids.” I paced the floor, waiting for one of our teenagers to come home after curfew. I waited in the hospital for our other child whose life was held in the balance. Life is a waiting game at best, and changes will surely come. For years, our family was spread from one coast to the other, from California, New Mexico, Virginia, to the Philippines. My Sweet Al and I waited and sat still in Pagosa Springs knowing our family needed roots and one day would need a home to …

  • An acquired taste for poetry

    Not everyone’s palate has acquired a taste for poetry. One morning as my Sweet Al and I sat with coffee in hand, Bible and a book of Luci Shaw’s poetry, I emboldened myself against my Sweet Al’s resistance. “I don’t want to hear any more poetry. Just read from the Bible.” Wow! How can you not love Luci Shaw’s sacramental poetry? Even Eugene Peterson, translator of The Message, had great swelling words about her work. He said, “Each book is a reliable companion in exegeting the word and presence…

  • Yearnings of the heart

    "The entire universe stands on tiptoe yearning to see the unveiling of God’s children.” — Romans 8:19 (TPT). What about the yearnings of our own heart? We also stand on tiptoe, yearning for God’s grace in us to be unveiled. When I approached the hosts of several podcasts and radio shows about my new book, they asked me who I am and what I have that would interest their listeners. I paused. I searched my mind. “I don’t know. I’d have to think about it.” They explained that their radio and podca…

  • God writes his messages in the stars

    Have you ever thought how God talks to us in the sky? I’ve painted ultramarine blues over Colorado, cobalt blues in New Mexico skies, and hot cerulean with ocher in Arizona skies. All different palettes and new messages every day. God always shows up, if we look up or not. Paraphrasing Psalm 19, God writes his messages in the stars. Space itself speaks his story every day… His truth is on tour in the starry vault of the sky…Each day gushes out its message to the next…night after night whispers i…