God’s Children

There Are No Strangers

My kids have gotten so used to me having conversations with random strangers that they just roll their eyes and look at each other as if to say, “here she goes again!” when it happens.   I don’t know why people feel drawn to strike up…

Kite Children

As our children become older, they remind me more and more of kites!  Yes, kites…  Let me explain: Do you remember flying kites in your youth (or if you’re lucky to have remained youthful, maybe you still fly kites to this day)?  When the wind…

He Holds My Hand

I am sitting on a wide, 5th-story balcony overlooking the Pacific Ocean in Kona, Hawaii at the moment.   The scene is so beautiful.  Our resort is built at the water’s edge on the huge, ancient lava flow of an extinct volcano which looms out of the…