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A lesson from Bo

A lesson from Bo

Joyce Suttin

Bo was our golden lab who loved to swim in our pool. He lived for his exercise, and the pool was his domain. One day, my son was learning new strokes and tried the dead m... »

The postman’s palace

The postman’s palace

Joyce Suttin

It was a simple, mundane life, the life of Ferdinand Cheval. He was born in 1836 in a village southeast of Lyon, France, where he attended school for only six years until... »

Kitchen whiz

Kitchen whiz

Joyce Suttin

You can hear me banging pots in the kitchen. Slamming doors and rattling glassware, I hastily put away the dishes. Clanging loudly, I slam the iron pot on the stove. Mom... »

My journals

My journals

Joyce Suttin

I was doing some organization and deep cleaning of my belongings. This is the longest I have ever lived in the same house, and I’ve accumulated a lot of things. In the co... »

The vine

The vine

Joyce Suttin

One of my most pleasant childhood memories is lying on the bench beneath Grandma’s grape arbor on a hot summer day and munching on fresh grapes. Years later, when I was m... »

Until the shadows flee

Until the shadows flee

Joyce Suttin

The other night, I was awakened by a phone call that needed my urgent attention. Pulling myself from deep sleep, I had to quickly dress, grab my car keys, and run out the... »

Changing landscapes

Changing landscapes

Joyce Suttin

I was driving home today and missed my turn. I’m familiar with the neighborhood and have turned into that street thousands of times. But I was confused by the changing la... »

That first bite

That first bite

Joyce Suttin

I took a bite of omelet and silently thanked God for it. I was hungry and it tasted exceptionally delicious. I really appreciated the subtle flavors and melted cheese, an... »

The caverns

The caverns

Joyce Suttin

For my son's twelfth birthday, he wanted to explore underground caverns near our home. I was less enthusiastic, but despite my efforts to come up with alternatives, he co... »

A perfect day

A perfect day

Joyce Suttin

Today was perfect! It wasn’t a perfectly lazy day, or perfect in terms of accomplishments, or without problems. Still, it was so perfect from start to finish that I now f... »

Finding South Station

Finding South Station

Joyce Suttin

Faith permeated my life as a child. I never doubted the existence of a loving God who was concerned about my life, and who answered prayer and helped me on a daily basis.... »

New roads

New roads

Joyce Suttin

It sure was a long time coming! For months, we had suffered from detours and delays. Traffic was often backed up so badly along the construction site that I began avoidin... »

Holding on

Holding on

Joyce Suttin

As a young child, I would lie in bed at my grandparents’ house, listening to the sounds of the television downstairs and looking at the pictures on the wall. One was a pi... »