Linda Jensen leads a relatively quiet life in Westchester County, New York, as the owner of a highly-acclaimed garden. Inherited from her parents, the garden is her pride and joy. What is not so joyful is finding a strange man sprawled near her delphiniums! The mysterious man is sick, unable to do anything more than drink water—and beg for secrecy. Ignoring all alarm bells, Linda sees to his needs, but her caring act takes on unexpected significance, an unpresentable glory.


A Pun in Honor of Ellie’s Broken Kneecap (aka patella)

Is a choir that sings on bended knee an a patella Choir? (Thank you, Donnie!) I managed to make a big splash in the grocery store when I tripped over the corner of the plum display and landed in ignominy. I finally agreed to an ambulance ride to the hospital, laughing...

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How many times does the word REMEMBER appear in the Bible? According to Bible Gateway, 231 times. Husband Jim has trouble remembering. He lives in a small, 30-second bubble: What day is it? What year? A challenge for both of us, especially in the art of apology....

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A Love Blog

  The other day while sitting with Jim, I noticed our interwoven hands, his on top. The symbolism struck me. I’m thankful for my husband of all these years—67 this very day. We’ve had our moments—sometimes daily—but marriage is a great context for learning and...

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Slavery’s Gift

Just pretend a moment—you a Southern slave in the early 1800s. You get a decent master, you treated reasonable. You a woman, you might nanny the young’uns, cook, sew, or be midwife. You a man, you work long and hard outdoors—farming, picking cotton, livestock—no...

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The Minor WHAT??

I DO read even the odd parts of the Bible. I’m currently squaring off with the Minor Prophets—you know, Hosea instructed by God to marry a whore, Jonah kicking and screaming all the way to Ninevah, Habakkuk complain, complain, complain… (But see his bottom line...

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Author Eleanor Gustafson

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