A Night in the Doghouse

A Night in the Doghouse

Whenever I see a doghouse, my memory returns to a night many years ago. I was about four years old, and my family had recently moved to an old farmhouse.  I’d always had a bit of an issue with sleepwalking, but up to that point, I’d never wandered far from my...
The Face Under the Mask

The Face Under the Mask

This school year hasn’t been easy for educators, parents, students, administrators—for anyone, really. As a kindergarten teacher, I feel like God has been teaching me flexibility and resilience,  and the importance of showing grace to others and to myself. At our...