Distraction

Distraction

When I was growing up, my mother used to tell me too much of a good thing was bad for me.  Her kernel of “wisdom” confused me.  How could a lot of something good be bad for me?  Mom said this when she saw me eating too much candy or watching too much...

Fear

Last week, I sat with my loved one at a nursing home and listened to her express her fears. She feared being left alone most of all. It seemed all too easy for me to tell her not to worry and trust in God. Easy, because I wasn’t the one confined to a bed, whose future...