by Wendy Widder | Jan 18, 2015 | Blessing
Every day I am reminded—that is, if I stop to think about it—of how rich I am. Walls and a roof to keep out the endlessly dripping Washington sky. Food in my refrigerator. Options in my pantry. A nearby grocery store or drive-thru if all else fails. Clothes—lots of...
by Wendy Widder | May 26, 2014 | Pain, Singleness
A recent Google Doodle reminded me that my childhood is even further away than I thought. The doodle commemorated the 40th anniversary of the Rubik’s Cube, which was brand-spankin’ new when I was, um, in grade school. The puzzle entertained my classmates and me for...
by Wendy Widder | May 4, 2014 | Babylon, Daniel 3, Daniel 6, Pain, The Book of Daniel
Over the weekend, a friend posted a video from graduation ceremonies half a continent away from the Edge of Nowhere, and I was able to hear one of my former students sing “I Am Not Ashamed (of the Gospel).” By herself, she was every bit as good as the Brooklyn...
by Wendy Widder | Apr 9, 2014 | Singleness
On a late May day fourteen years ago, my mom called the school office with an urgent message. At the time, I was finishing up my second and last year of teaching a specialty program for gifted and talented elementary students, and since my job for the year was nearly...
by Wendy Widder | Jan 5, 2014 | Singleness
It wasn’t my most memorable date (that would require something worse than puking or better than a limo), but it was my most unlikely date. After three failed attempts to find company for a friend’s swing band concert, I was about to give up and just stay home. Then,...
by Wendy Widder | Dec 22, 2013 | Wayside Stops (Reflections)
While most churches don’t crack open hymnals anymore (if they even have them), the ones I’ve been part of typically still sing an array of songs found therein. (This is probably a contributing factor to my membership at said churches.) But I love books, so even when...
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