I am not a believer in love at first sight. For love, in its truest form, is not the thingof starry-eyed or star-crossed lovers, it is far more organic, requiring nurturing and timeto fully bloom,...

Forgiveness is the key to the heart’s shackles.

In college I took a social psychology course, something I thought useful for a career in advertising. Psychologists tested the story of the Good Samaritan. What they learned gives us reason to pause. The greatest...

It is in the dark times that the light of friendship shines brightest. (The Walk – Chapter 19, Page 122

The smells of Christmas are the smells of childhood

Dance. Dance for the joy and breath of childhood. Dance for all children, including that child who is still somewhere entombed beneath the responsibility and skepticism of adulthood. Embrace the moment before it escapes from...

I sighed. “Now what do I do?” He leaned against my wall. “What do you want to do?” “Since when has that mattered?” “It’s always mattered. It doesn’t mean you’ll get what you want, but...

Chocolate is God’s apology for brocolli

I hope you can someday forgive me.”I forgive you now.

Helping others carries its own rewards, the first of which is a return to humanity.

fear doesn’t listen to reason it takes it own counsel

For most of my life I have thought of grace as a hope of a bright tomorrow in spite of the darkness of today–and this is true. In this way we are all like Pamela,...

It’s been said that parents should give their children roots and wings. That was a perfect description of my parents. Even in a wheelchair, my father was a dreamer with his head in the clouds...

What a difference having a friend makes.

I’ve come to know that what we want in life is the greatest indication of who we really are.

To forgive is to unlock the cage of another’s folly to set ourselves free.

Before you judge me too harshly, consider your own deepest fears – real or imagined. Actually, all fear is born of the imagination, which means that the danger we fear doesn’t need to be rational...

. . .and every native has a story of winter – stories that usually begin, You call this a storm? And grow in the telling like battle tales shared by graying war veterans. It’s a...

I once read that love is like a rose: we fixate on the blossom, but it’s the thorny stem that keeps it alive and aloft. I think marriage is like that. Like my father said,...

I don’t think it is as much a human foible as it is a human curse that we cannot understand the beauty of a thing until it is gone.

Life has taught me that to fly, you must first accept the possibility of falling.

Suffering ceases to be suffering when we form a clear picture of it.

Consider your own deepest fears-real or imagined. Actually all fear is born of the imagination, which means that the danger we fear doesn’t need to be rational or even real to be potent.

The warrior who goes off to battle should not boast as the one who returns from it.

The sweetness of reunion is the joy of heaven.

We can only lose what we have first claimed.

Feelings can be like wild animals-we underrate how fierce they are until we’ve opened their cage

As one who would rather light a candle than curse the darkness.

I would say that I was without faith, but no one is truly faithless; they just have faith in the wrong things: fear and defeat.

Sunsets, like childhood, are viewed with wonder not just because they are beautiful but because they are fleeting.

I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely. How appropriate that I write this to myself.

Simply stated, earth is a school-a divine educational process custom-fit to each of us.

In the end, we all lose it. Remember that. In the end, we own nothing.

Truth is patient. It can afford to be for eventually it will have its way.

I have wondered why it is that our greatest triumphs spring from our greatest extremity and adversity. Perhaps it is because we are so resistant to change, we only move when our seat becomes too...

Just like our story, the original Christmas tales were stories of searching, not so much for the lost, as for the familiar. Mary and Joseph sought in Bethlehem- the home of their familial ancestry- a...

I think the secret to a hoppy life is a selective memory. Remember what you are most grateful for and quickly forget what your not.

I have learned that real angels don’t have gossamer white robes and Cherubic skin, they have calloused hands and smell of the days’ sweat.

Believe. Believe in your destiny and the star from which it shines. Believe you have been sent from God as an arrow shot from His own bow. It is the single universal trait that the...

You are thinking of failure as the enemy of success. But it isn’t at all. You can be discouraged by failure-or you can learn from it. So go ahead and make mistakes. Make all you...

There is one day that has brought me unspeakable pain, & the effects of that day continue to cover & erode my world like rust. I suspect that someday the rust will eat through the...

The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but its echo endures much longer.

The human life cycle no less than evolves around the box; from the open-topped box called a bassinet, to the pine box we call a coffin, the box is our past and, just as assuredly,...

The universe is a trillion, trillion threads moving in seemingly unrelated directions. Yet when you look at them together, they create a remarkable tapestry.

Mr. Vey, you cannot be stuffed into a locker without your consent.” Dallstrom said, which may be the dumbest thing ever said in a school. “You should have resisted. That’s like blaming someone who was...

I am facing the most difficult thing of my life, my own greatest failure.

When we hate someone we make them more powerfull than they are.

The truist indication of gratitude is to return what you are grateful for.

So I’ve been thinking. Do you believe there’s a hell?””Sure. Doesn’t everybody?””Well, what if this is hell, but we just don’t know it?””That’s crazy. Hell is like lakes of fire, and there are devils with...

There’s a problem with marrying up. You always worry that someday they’ll see through you and leave. Or, worse yet, someone better will come along and take her. In my case, it wasn’t someone. And...