Smoke rose straight up from the chimney, as if the house raised its hand. As if the house knew the answer.

It had always been a breathtaking view, the kind that made him inhale and forget to exhale . . .

Either way, the view stabbed its way into his chest, as if it were trying to finish him off before he even landed.

This was the part of the road he knew best, the part his old blue Schwinn had known so well that at one time, the bike might have found its way back home without anyone riding it.

With all her finesse for cleaning, Snag sometimes felt that her biggest contribution to mankind was making a mess of things.

The TV shouted an old black-and-white film he didn't recognize, wheelchairs facing it like church pews.

It is dangerous to become useless to God

It's your life and no one else cares as much about it as you should.

Given enough time and distance, the heart will always heal.

It is a great mystery to me how the problems of others seem like simple arithmetic while my own appear as complicated as a calculus equation.

A hammer with flowers is still a hammer for the nail!

Every shoebox offers an opportunity to share the Good News of the Savior with a hurting child

The characters that I create are parts of myself and I send them on little missions to find out what I don’t know yet.

As long as my husband's looking at me, that's all I care about!

The future is sending back good wishes and waiting with open arms.

The state of California has no business subsidizing intellectual curiosity.