So what is a high calling anyway? Do we find it only near the baptismal font or on the missionary field? We know better. Our calling is right here, where we are. Do we see it, though? Jennifer Dukes Lee, contributing editor at The High Calling, re-discovers what a "high calling" is while hanging out in the toy-room with her daughters....

We’re covered in paint, and the lawn is too, fenced in brown, the geese calling autumn and trees dropping leaves. Everywhere, color. Color is music for the eyes. We’re finger-painting in the grass, my son and I. He’s one-and-a-half and he’s never done this before....

The prognosis was pretty good for our friends’ six year old, Samantha. The doctors had found she had a kind of leukemia that goes into remission for long periods and they were hopeful. I had driven to visit her, bringing a wonder box filled with small surprises. But I didn’t look forward to walking through a cancer ward filled with children....

I have a friend who is 13 years older than me. When his daughter Jenny was in college, my daughters were young children. One day I asked him what he would give to have Jenny as a five-year-old again for one day. Just so she could throw herself into his arms, call him Daddy, and sit on his lap. He closed his eyes and sighed....