Fall is here. At least I can write about that?
By Candace Echols Maybe you’d like to know what it feels like to have a column in which to share your thoughts and discover that…
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Home is for healing
By Candace Echols Almost every day, a new piece of bad news arrives on our doorstep. Insofar as I can tell, it’s the same with…
Peace, Love, and Doodles
“Is that a sheep-a-doodle?” The question came from an older gentleman, kindness behind his eyes. In past seasons of life, had I been asked such…
Notes from the second row: The grit n’ poetry of Grizzlies basketball
The Grizzlies season may be over, but the poetry will go on By Candace Echols People prioritize things. My husband and I love a good…
Mercy
By Candace Echols Today I stepped out in the Birmingham air. It smelled better than coffee, it smelled like a prayer. It awakened my spirit,…
Weary we all may be. Try a little summer-ing
By Candace Echols The British use the word “summer” as a verb. ‘Round about this time of year, British women might ask their friends where…
The arts, communing with the human soul
“For me, art is a way of communicating. It’s like having a good conversation.” ~Beth Winterburn Feature photo by Beth Winterburn By Candace Echols Yesterday,…
Y’all, there’s nothin’ like ‘Y’all’
By Candace Echols My daughter has recently started saying “you guys” to her father and me. I’m not ashamed to tell you that we correct…
Mountainous inspiration from a pint-sized place
By Candace Echols In one sentence—that’s all she could fit between two sobs—my little girl melted a lifetime of struggle into just a few words. …
A Christian Responds to an Atheist on Good Friday
By Candace Echols It’s Easter weekend, and I’m a Christian. Typing that statement still fills me with angst. Not because of Christ, no, but because of…