Grace for the road

He was in seat 1A when I got on the plane – the very first person I saw – and he was smiling at me. I knew him. He knew me....

It finally got cold in Alabama, and that drove everyone in the county through the doors of our coffeehouse yesterday morning. It drove me to put on sweatpants when I got...

Oh, hi. Want to have coffee? No … but seriously. I’d love to hang out with your small group, or your church group, and have coffee, talk about “I Don’t Wait...

Heather and I were sitting there at the table, hands curled around cups of coffee with homemade pumpkin spice, my feet kicked up in her purple chair when he came running...