Imperfect Beauty

When I look in my backyard right now, I see grass in desperate need of mowing. My children, however, see wildflowers waiting to be picked. Don’t we do that with ourselves, as well as our things? Too often, we focus in on the imperfections. The thing is, beauty is always there, around us, and within…

Just A Few More Minutes

Shortly before Christmas, I wrote an article about time, and how we spend it. In that post, I somberly mentioned that my grandfather had just passed away. Only three and a half short months after I wrote that article, my grandmother followed my grandfather to Paradise. She was 83 years old, but she wasn’t sick….