There are 85 article(s) tagged Candace Echols:
“Every year on June 21, my brother Landon Williams sends me some version of the same text message ... ‘Hey Sister! Today is the 6-year anniversary of the day when Everett was supposed to die.’”
“We all know anytime there are gifts being opened, anytime there’s ice cream and field trips and dress up and games, anytime someone is empowered to do something they could not do before, there’s a party going on.”
“Macsovits has taken what she’s been taught in the course of a lifetime, married it with the deeper and broader perspective she has earned in motherhood, and is now passing it on to others.” Echols: Stories of hope, joy, learning: It’s always a party at one special Memphis school Echols: Stories of hope, joy, learning: Everett beats the oddsRelated content:
“When you get to be an adult, laughter can feel like an add-on like whipped cream, a free mint or pressing snooze on the alarm clock.”
You don’t have to go far to get away from it all. Candace Echols has some ideas for where you can go to catch your breath amid your hectic schedule.
“Why does it feed my soul to gaze across the landscape of Shelby Farms and inhale a whole wide world of greens and blues?”
“When a gaggle of kids come in my kitchen door covered in dirt — all red-cheeked and sweaty — cackling and out-of-breath because of some prank they played or game they made up, nothing makes me happier.”
“Sometimes — especially here in late February — we must do what we can to invite the natural world in, allowing it to carry us until spring arrives.”
“Hair is something most of us have to deal with on a daily basis just to step out the front door. And lately I’ve been having to think about my hair more.”
“All these years, we have been living parallel lives. I drive down the middle lane while he bikes on the sidewalk.”
“Thursday was extreme. In one day, I found myself flying all over the spectrum of comparison.”
“There are portals to God’s grace all over this city, both in nature and in civilization.”
“I wonder if there is some unspoken desire to shed things like bills and emails and jobs and smart phones and instead become a child alongside our children, all a mess together with bed-heads and pj’s and sock feet, no matter how polished or professional we are in our adult life.”
“I have asked some fellow lifelong Memphians who know all about the big city/small town nature of our home to share memories from the Christmases of their earliest years.”
“All those years ago, I thought I was ministering to the people in the seats with my smile and my soprano song. But I’m the one who walked away with the secret treasure.”
“For a decent shot at victory, the team needs to be whole. ... Perhaps the entire city of Memphis could use a dose of this lesson right now.”
“Every person brings more to a disagreement than the rest of us will ever know. While my creamed corn debacle is a far cry from a presidential election in importance, what’s behind it is similar.”
“In Memphis, there is so much that’s hard to hear. But this —this is something really, really good that’s happening in our city.”
“When my friend hoists me out of the dumps by pointing out my many blessings, what she’s really doing is pointing me to the Giver of all good gifts. She’s reminding me that I came into this world empty-handed and I will leave the same way.”
“But coffee and relationships and creativity — these are the gifts of slow living. These are the places in which we are called to fully inhabit our fleshliness.”
“We sometimes talk through the nuances of our mid-life femaleness with a candid honesty that I would call uncommon. ... We share stories about our aunts and mothers, our sisters and grandmothers.”
“Grieve with your brokenhearted friends. Grieve the war their people are involved in. Grieve the evil (it’s important that we call it what it is – evil – when human beings are slaughtered) and violence towards the innocent people.”
“When you think about it, there are an endless number of ways people write their stories on their skin.”
“If you stop to look around, the walls of our world are plastered with bulb-lit-arrows all over the place. And they are all pointing to something beyond. Something grander. Something far better and far worse than what usually enters our mind as we’re ordering our combos and swiping our cards and deciding between Diet Coke or Coke Zero. “
“How many of our systemic problems could be impacted — not solved, mind you, just lightly impacted — if we connected a little better with those who live close by?”