Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani? And the heart of God ripped out as His Son went limp. And the hands of God needed something to rip apart. He grabbed the temple’s curtain and tore it in two, screaming “No more separation between Me and Mine!” His words thundered from the sky. His holy brow furrowed, His … More Heavenly Tantrum

Update: My “Send me fruit stories” button no longer exists because my months of writing fruit stories are almost over. And thank goodness for that. I am feeling about plum out of inspiration. A wise person once said, “It takes a village to decorate a classroom.” (Or something like that.) My “village” really came through … More An Explanation of my “Send me fruit stories!” Button

First, a note: Dear Reader, If COVID took your decision-making anxiety about whether or not to attend social functions to a whole new level, if you second-guessed your health or the health of your children and worried about the consequences of your decisions, if you debated whether or not to tell the person you were … More The Whole Truth

I go by Miss Kerra, or sometimes “Mom” by accident. I am the Teacher, the Nagger, the “Jet” in running games (but only because I’m about 16 years older than those I chase), the Comforter, the Reader, the Mopper, the Checker, the Hawk, the Shoe-stealer, the Fun-Extinguisher, the Mean Old Witch, the Eraser, the Encourager, … More My Place of Learning

Hey Saturn Ion, You have been in my life for about 13 years now, and that’s a substantial chunk of my life. You were pretty cool back in the time when Ricky bought you, what with your clamshell doors and all. Ricky says you’re still cool. I will keep trying to believe him. And now, … More Goodbye, Saturn Ion

I don’t have words or time lately, but one sentence is on repeat in my mind, and it is what I need to know right now. “There is a Redeemer.” Maybe it is what you need to know, too? Maybe you don’t have to be the hero. Maybe it seems like it would be a … More Sentence of Hope