a blog by Candice Gage
Two weeks ago we had snow in the Ozarks, drifting into the road on the Sunday morning drive to church, catching in my hair as I darted into the big red doors. Today, the windchimes sing in the warm breeze that dances into my open window. The irises are budding, ready to bloom. Dogwood and… Continue reading When Winter Ends
I read Chapter 11 of Scot McKnight's One.Life: Jesus Calls, We Follow last week. In that chapter, titled "Vocation.Life," McKnight turns his attention to Harriet Beecher Stowe. As a writer, I found McKnight's discussion extremely refreshing and inspiring. For me, writing has not been lucrative. Meaningful -- yes. But in the eyes of those steeped in… Continue reading A Writer’s Inspiration: Harriet Beecher Stowe
Spring has arrived. So have my allergies. I tend to be a production oriented person. I like a fun-filled weekend now and then, but by the end of vacations I'm always more than ready to get back work. I love being able to go to bed at night and reflect with satisfaction on what I… Continue reading Work and Human Limitations: Allergies
My hands spent a lot of time in soapy water today. My little sister returned from a college trip to Spain earlier this week, loaded down with souvenirs for all, plenty of chocolate, and a bag of new dresses (courtesy of a monetary birthday gift from our grandparents). Since my sister had several assignments due this week,… Continue reading Suds in the Bucket: My philosophy of work
Incandescent Ink 