Jane Daly Reviews: Murder in the Family
I want to give you a glimpse into a great mystery novel I finished reading in two days.
I want to give you a glimpse into a great mystery novel I finished reading in two days.
“Mrs. G, your daughter needs glasses.” I sat in the adult-sized exam chair, feet straight out in front. The ophthalmologist held a stiff white piece of paper in his baseball mitt-like hands. He was the ugliest man I’d ever seen in my seven years of life. And the biggest. I was in second grade. I’d…
On a cloudy February morning, I headed to the church where I was scheduled to teach two workshops for the West Coast Christian Writers Conference. My morning protein shake sat in the cup holder. I’d consumed half of it and decided to finish it in the car. The powdered protein tends to sink to the…
Jesus told the story of a man who discovered a treasure in a field. The man went and sold all he had to buy the field. The purpose of the parable is to show what the Kingdom of Heaven is like. I don’t plan to give an expository teaching on the Kingdom of Heaven. But…
Almost a decade ago, Seth Godin released a book titled Tribes. It’s human nature to seek out tribes, be they religious, ethnic, economic, political, or even musical (think of the Deadheads). Now the Internet has eliminated the barriers of geography, cost, and time. Social media gives anyone who wants to make a difference the tools…
My grandfather complained of blurry vision for years. When he finally succumbed to my grandmother’s nagging, he went to the eye doctor and was diagnosed with cataracts. To eighteen-year-old me, my grandpa was ancient, though he was probably in his late sixties. Now I was sitting in the exam chair, listening to my eye doctor…
Five girls became fast friends in Middle School. We weren’t exactly a clique, but no one else was encouraged to join our tribe. We enjoyed taking classes together, hanging out at lunch, and many slumber parties. We stayed friends during high school, even though two attended one high school, and three another. As we grew,…
As I age, the number of candles on the cake becomes less important. The big milestones have passed. Until reality smacks me in the face. For Example, my granddaughter received a nice camera for her fourteenth birthday. She’s super creative and has taken some amazing pictures with her cell phone. Her parents thought she’d like…
What is it with those last five pounds that refuse to be banished into fat Heaven? Most women I know, even the most fit, moan about the five little lines on the scale that indicate they are not at their target weight. It could be ten, seven, or even more, but it seems like I,…
When she could no longer walk that far, my husband, Mike, and I fixed dinner at our house and carried it to hers so we could eat together. A year ago, after her stroke, Mike and I moved in with my mom to give more hands-on care. We took turns watching her, taking her to…