On an ordinary day I might be running in to pick up a few groceries, rushing to check things off my list, barely noticing those around me. But she found me. I don’t know if I looked kind (I certainly hope so) or non-threatening, but when I turned to the timid, “Excuse me, ma’am” I…
“What’s love got to do with it, got to do with it…” “What’s love, but a second-hand emotion…” You’re welcome. Get that stuck in your head. Sing it all day and wake up with it on your brain at 3 a.m. And let it sink in deep..…all the way down to your heart. Because love…
We all do it. Putting up walls around our heart to protect us from more pain. More hurt. And we think we’re doing it to be safe. Only the walls that we put up sometimes become our prison. What we think we’ve done to protect ourselves has, in reality, caused us to hide behind the…
Some days I don’t feel like praying, but I do anyway. Thank goodness I learned a very long time ago, that our faith cannot be based on feelings. But I’m tired. I’m tired of crying. Tired of pleading. Tired of begging. I’m tired of praying. Praying for that situation, that person, that problem. I know. …
It is inevitable, you know. Those precious babies melt your heart and then… one day, they break it. DISCLAIMER: I am an empty-nester, and I was by no means a perfect parent. This isn’t a blog about one of my children or grandchildren. It is a reflection on the times that my perfectly imperfect children messed…
“Someday you will read or hear that Billy Graham is dead. Don’t you believe a word of it. I shall be more alive than I am now. I will just have changed my address. I will have gone into the presence of God.” Rev. Billy Graham 1918-2018 It’s all a matter of perspective. This life…
Grief is lonely. The tragedy of another school shooting on Valentines Day has our nation grieving. I cannot imagine the horror of this nightmare in the hearts and minds of so many parents, siblings, grandparents, teachers. So many who are hurting. Those of us watching it on the news and reading about it online are…
“Roses are red, violets are blue. You make me smile.” If I received a rose every single day and feasted on chocolate at night, but didn’t have you, there would be no delight. Expressions of love can come in a package but the best ones of all are wrapped in a smile. And you…
The adoption process is a whirlwind of emotions. Allowing your heart to be vulnerable to the ups and downs of this journey takes more than just sacrifice– it takes stamina. Holding on to hope for what is best for a child takes willpower and true grit. Stubbornly fighting for the rights of a child demands…
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Ever wonder why it sometimes seems that romance is only a fairy-tale? Maybe it’s because we forget that in those Cinderella stories, the characters have to overcome obstacles before they arrive at their “happily ever after”. Real life. Real stories. Two imperfect people are brought together from two different worlds, and…
Some days I wonder if the roles I fill were really meant for me. With no degree to back up my skills, the qualifications of my existence come only from life experience: First: Daughter. As my parents age and years seem to fly, I am seeing them for who they are more clearly than ever. There…
Decades ago I worked in a travel agency sending people all over the world, but had hardly been out of my home state. While I loved planning trips and dreamy vacations, I could only read and dream of someday traveling to exotic places. If you had told me back then that one day I would…
Holding on even when it hurts. Maybe because it hurts. The pain. The struggle. The anxiety. You worry, knowing that life happens and you are not in control.
We started our journey to Israel on December 26, 2017. This will be a trip that will, without a doubt influence my study of the Bible—and my writing here on the blog. Those 8 days were life-changing. We went at this same time–20 years ago. This was our second time to go to the land…
The string of lights are removed. The tree comes down and just.like.that. Christmas is over. Only it’s not.
