First Presbyterian Church of Valparaiso

About ten days ago, I was sitting in the family waiting room at St. Mary’s Hospital in Hobart. I had a tote bag beside me that held my...

Last year in one of my blog posts, I mentioned an online post entitled, “Collect Moments, Not Things. You’ll Have No Regrets When You Get...

One aspect of the Sharing Table Project that I found especially enriching was the 24-hour prayer vigil. Spending an hour in the chapel...

A few days ago, I was reading John’s description of Jesus feeding the 5,000 with only five loaves of bread and two fish. A familiar...

As most everyone is aware I am the Project Leader for The Sharing Table Project, and I accepted that role, in part, because of the very...

As I write this, the sun is shining, the green grass is lush, the leaves in the trees are full and shading the many nests the birds have...

Early in April, I put up our spring wreath on the front door. It was such a pretty harbinger of things to come – pale pink, lavender, and...

It was an ordinary day. That much I remember. The weather was fine. I don’t recall if I had worked or was off for the day; either way, I...

As I held the cherished old photograph of Mom and Dad on their wedding day in 1947, all I could think about was how young and beautiful...

The Promise of Easter is very meaningful for my family this year. As many of you know our beloved daughter Laura died very suddenly of an...