The older I get, the more thankful I am for things I used to take for granted. Things like eating whatever I wanted instead of choosing foods based on calories and the fat content, or disregarding the late-night hour because I could sleep as late as I wanted in an attempt to make up …
My friend is going through a rough patch. Ann (not her real name) is out of work and has been for a period of months. She doesn’t have a place of her own. Friends have opened their home for her to stay with them, and she is thankful for their generosity, but there’s no …
Author Dick Eastman suggests in his book The Hour that Changes the World [1] to divide an hour into twelve, five minute periods. During each period, one prays a different type of prayer presented graphically in a Prayer Wheel. At first, I could not comprehend praying for an hour. I started with twelve minutes—one minute for …
A complete stranger nodded to me through the glass door. He made a hand motion that he would open it for me and I somehow perceived that he didn’t speak English, by the way he gestured and nodded without saying a word. I stepped back and this kind young man opened the door with …