Ticket stubs from favorite trips, concerts, and sporting events. Cards and letters hand-written by loved ones. Teeny infant clothes tucked away in a box, a snip of hair from a...
Sister Vicki Ali
Articles by Sister Vicki Ali
The Fort of Refreshing
"Be thou my strong habitation, whereunto I may continually resort; thou hast given commandment to save me; for thou art my rock and my fortress." (Psalm 71:3) The exact...
Object Permanence
Browsing in a gift shop recently, a plaque on the wall caught my eye. It so eloquently stated, “Just because God is silent, does not mean that He is absent.” I’d been struggling...
Front-Row Enthusiasm
Once, I won a contest that sent our family to a Pittsburgh Pirates game in seats smack-dab behind the dugout. PNC Park is lauded as one of the most beautiful baseball stadiums in...
Family Reunions
I married into a big Italian family. To be honest, it was a bit of a culture shock for me. The food part was easy to embrace. A big fan of Italian cuisine, I claimed Tiramisu as...
Strategies, Winning Streaks, and Failures
A man’s heart deviseth his way: but the Lord directeth his steps. (Proverbs 16:9) By the time you read this, the internet hype over the online game Wordle may be over, but as a...
The Best Distraction Story Ever
A favorite bedtime book series I read to our kids when they were little began with “If You Give A Mouse a Cookie.” The series continues with subsequent titles revolving around...
Rainy Day, Lost Luggage, and Tangled Christmas Tree Lights
"You can tell a lot about a person by the way they handle these three things: A rainy day, lost luggage and tangled Christmas tree lights.” – Maya Angelo I laughed aloud the...
Laminate It in Your Heart
Last week as I was unpacking the Christmas boxes to decorate our home for the season, I came across an item that caused a sudden feeling of gratitude to rush through me. It was a...
He’s Still Here
Today's Miracle Monday is a reprint from way, way back: 2012. It's an experience had by Sister Vicki Ali and her family. Fall is just around the corner. One of my husband’s...