Author: Maureen Miller

For Shalom

Perhaps her name was Salome; after all, the Samaritan Woman certainly had a name. I wonder about her. Did she wake up that morning aware that her life would be forever changed by a man she’d never met? Or like many mornings, I wonder if…

Divinity in Veterans

Today, Allie delivered three bouquets to sweet women at Autumn Care. One held a baby doll and struggled to find her words, but she had beautiful eyes behind her thick glasses. The others were asleep, so we were extra quiet upon entering their rooms. Their…

Fly Away Full!

We’d been having problems. In particular, pond problems — and it was proving to be no small matter. An expert in the creating and maintaining of ponds came. His analysis of ours and a plan to fix it made our jaws drop. At a minimum,…

A Child’s Dream

When we were kids, we used to dream. (We didn’t know then that, sometimes, there’s a cost to dreaming.) “When I have a son one day, I want to name him Troy,” you’d said. Troy — the name of the kid that had been a…