Articles by Janet Hart Leonard

A letter to my grandson

Dearest Jake, 07/31/2023. Today, you start the first day of your last year at Noblesville High School. I have a few things to share with you. Fifty years ago, in…


Lessons from the tail of a mare

Pride cometh before the weed. That is not quite Biblical, but stay with me for a bit. I had been away from home for three weeks. When I arrived back…


When love rests

“Rest assured, Chuck; I’ll be home in a few hours.” I send a text as I wait for my Lyft driver. How many times can a flight be delayed? Stay…


Somebody’s sitting in my seat

American Airlines Flight 627, Indy to Charlotte, N.C., Seat 18A It’s early Tuesday morning and I’m headed to the She Speaks Conference with Lysa TerKeurst and Proverbs 31 Ministries. I…


I walked on water

What I did on my summer vacation … I‘m standing in the flooring aisle of Lowes. My eyes surf the various planks of Pergo. A forest of oak, pine, hickory,…


A not-so-happy arrival

When it rains, it pours. It also pours when the air conditioning drain backs up, the drain pan is cracked, and the seal saver does not work. I’m sure there…


What about Naomi?

Who’s Naomi, you ask? Oh, my goodness … stay tuned. She has quite the story. I have been speaking to various women’s groups for several months about finding your calling…


Finding joy for $6

“Who knew a $6 purchase could make you so happy?” My husband smiled as he looked at me over his reading glasses and said those words. I had spent the…


Words are loud at 4:38 a.m.

I tap my phone, and it lights up – 4:38 a.m. Words have awakened me. It’s not the typical alarm, but it’s one I often hear. Once the words start…