I was very excited to wear my favorite dress to Roselle's party.  I remember asking my mom several times if it was time to go to the birthday party of my classmate.  This was my first party and I was ha…

A few weeks ago, my brother, sister, and I, as well as some other family members visited, (probably for the last time), the home our mother grew up in near Garrettsville, Ohio. After my grandparents, the house pa…

Book Review: Waymaker: Finding the Way to the Life You've Always Dreamed of by Ann Voskamp

My sisters and I used to shuck peas and snap the ends off beans on hot summer days. My mom and dad would pick them by the bushel from our two huge gardens, and then we'd prepare them for my mom to freeze and can.…

If you follow Living Letters with any regularity, you might have noticed every month has a theme. The May first blog was the story of three hymnwriters. The next one was supposed to be about worship music, and th…

I recall once hearing an interesting anecdote about the infamous and loudly vocal atheist from the 1960's, Madaline Murray O'Hair. Despite her insistence that there was no God, whenever she was troubled about som…