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The hobbit mirror

The hobbit mirror

Joyce Suttin

I finally got around to changing something that had discouraged me for years. We had put a rather cheap, full-length mirror on the back of our bedroom door some years ago... »

The gentle weaver

The gentle weaver

Joyce Suttin

I found a beautiful knit cardigan on sale at an exclusive store I was browsing through with my granddaughter. We were in an artsy shopping area enjoying an afternoon toge... »

The ice house

The ice house

Joyce Suttin

Grandpa first introduced me to the ice house on his dairy farm when I was just a tot. After the cows were milked and the raw milk put into sterilized bottles in the cream... »

Quarantining my soul

Quarantining my soul

Joyce Suttin

I didn’t realize how busy I was until I stopped. I didn’t really think about how important it was for me to go places and be around people until I couldn’t. I never reall... »

Why the baby?

Why the baby?

Joyce Suttin

As Christmas rolled around again this year, I began to wonder why God sent Jesus to earth as a little baby in Bethlehem. We have told and retold the story, and I have pra... »

Feeling beautiful

Feeling beautiful

Joyce Suttin

I looked at the mirrored wall at the gym as I moved through the tai chi motions and had the most surprising thought. I never knew I was so beautiful. Let me explain. I ma... »

Placing blame

Placing blame

Joyce Suttin

Recently, I was reviewing my past, thinking about choices I made, and I began to blame others for how some things had turned out. I blamed my parents for the decisions th... »

The New York cabby miracle

The New York cabby miracle

Joyce Suttin

It had been a rough few months in the spring of 1972. I desperately wanted a baby, a little one to hold in my arms, to call my own. Twice I had miscarried, and I held the... »

Understanding miracles

Understanding miracles

Joyce Suttin

Today I saw a leaf suspended in the air, dancing in the wind and twirling, but not falling. I stopped and watched it for a moment, amazed and a bit confused, until I look... »

Playing ketchup

Playing ketchup

Joyce Suttin

I recently saw a ketchup ad for a famous brand that showed ketchup pouring out of a bottle very slowly, accompanied by the song “At Last.” It reminded me of being a child... »

The best worst thing

The best worst thing

Joyce Suttin

I met my friend Laura when I was 13 years old, when a neighbor brought her to our house. We exchanged home phone numbers and very quickly became best friends. Having a be... »

Mama worries

Mama worries

Joyce Suttin

When my first pregnancy resulted in a miscarriage, I wasn’t worried, I was angry. For weeks, I held it in, but finally, I literally raised my fist at God and told Him off... »