October 6, 2009 5 Comments
Sometimes I wish we still spoke to one another in Jane Austen English. When was the last time a friend met you on the street and inquired into the health of your parents? (Unless your parents are seriously, ill, of course.) Their conversations were not idle chatter, either. When a gentleman asked about the health of a young [...]
Read more...September 19, 2009 6 Comments
My name is Kathy Nickerson, and I live on Mercy Street.
Read more...August 26, 2009 4 Comments
A couple of weeks ago, our good friend John died. He was in his fifties and left behind a wonderful wife and two young children. He was a pillar in our community who literally built most of our town. And we are all in mourning for him. When I was growing up, our church had [...]
Read more...June 29, 2009 6 Comments
We’re throwing a party in our neighborhood this weekend. Local officials estimate 20,000 people could show up over the entire two-day event. That is a pretty big deal since only about 200 of us actually live here. Our community is famous for being strange. Fifteen years ago, our town was a cornfield. Then a local [...]
Read more...June 22, 2009 5 Comments
I once read that Albert Einstein didn’t know his own phone number. He said it was a waste to crowd his brain by memorizing information that could easily be found in a book. I’m pretty sure that is an urban rumor. But I use it a lot to cover my own ineptitude with numbers. For [...]
Read more...May 25, 2009 4 Comments
I’ve always been a strong beleiver in saying things out loud to put them in perspective. This can be dangerous, of course. My husband has been known to take shelter occassionally because he fears losing a limb in the mine-field of my emotions. The thoughts swirling in my head at any given moment can lanch [...]
Read more...This morning I was reading about Moses going back to Egypt to tell old Pharaoh, “Let My people go!” I was struck by one sentence I had never seen before: … when they heard that the Lord was concerned about the sons of Israel and that He had seen their affliction, they bowed low and [...]
Read more...April 5, 2009 8 Comments
Once upon a time in my life, I directed a day care center with about forty-five preschoolers enrolled. They are all grown-ups now, living productive lives and blessing may heart every time I hear from one of them. Hearing from one is what prompted me to tell this story, for which I did ask permission. [...]
Read more...... compassionate or kindly forbearance shown toward an offender, an enemy, or other person in one's power. God's mercy toward me.
... an act of kindness, compassion, or favor. Our mercy toward one another.