If Eve Were Here

Some days I’m known as the one who messed up. Usually I place this label on myself, feeling heartbroken over harsh words I’ve spoken or insensitive actions I’ve taken. But what if my mistake is a really big one? One that people will remember? One that will go along with me into each new relationship... Continue Reading →

Handling the Hard Times

I’ve been mostly silent these past few months. Pulling back, withdrawing, keeping to myself more than usual. That’s what I do when life gets hard, and right now, life is hard. My grandson, Elijah, has been in the hospital nearly three months. This precious blonde headed, blue-eyed, energetic two year old boy needs a new... Continue Reading →

Welcoming the Unchurched

What message are we communicating to our unchurched neighbors this Easter? I hope it’s one of hope and love and acceptance, but when I read some of the church signs I’ve seen recently, I can’t help but wonder. Signs that suggest that coming to church on Easter is a bad thing – if you don’t... Continue Reading →

Finding Good in Unexpected Circumstances

I don’t mind hotel stays. In fact, I welcome them from time to time.  Afterall, what momma doesn’t love daily housekeeping services?  Yet, as I sit here this evening, in my single-roomed home-away-from-home, I’m feeling somewhat restless.  That’s what happens when your plans are interrupted and, rather than following your kids around town for homeschool... Continue Reading →

Even On The Tough Days

  Today my grandson underwent his second open heart surgery.  He is a precious, blue-eyed 5 month old with a contagious smile and a winning personality.  He is quite accomplished at flirting with the nurses and is intent on carrying on his own method of conversation with the doctors. He was born with a serious... Continue Reading →

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