I’m From Lebanon, Land of Milk and Honey
I’m from the land of balconies and terraces….
Winter Respite
Even as I’m vacuuming up and shredding the fallen leaves (winter arrives late in Texas), the buds of the next season’s blooms are pushing their way through the baren branches.
Dismantling and Reconstruction
Watch out for being shackled to your own convictions instead of devotion to God, the embodiment of love.
“Screaming” Prayers
I woke last Sunday morning with an old hymn running through my head. However, I only remembered the words in Arabic, the worship language of my childhood.
Home Comings and Goings
We’re all just walking each other home. The month of October has been a blur of going home, coming home, and feeling at home!
That “Peachy” Something
I chuckled to myself as I cut up a whole perfect peach into the bottom of my breakfast bowl before sprinkling a bit of cereal on top. A “peachy” childhood memory floated to the top of my consciousness.