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…
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…
I love tools. I even have some that I call my own. The right tool can make any job much easier. But using social media to promote criticism, negativity or judgement serves a different purpose. I love how we can use social media to reach across the oceans and share life with believers and non-believers.…
No, really. We have a well. And it’s dry. Again. This has been a particularly dry year for us and while having a well seems almost… romantic. Almost. I can assure you that running out of water doesn’t come close to making the “Top Ten Ways to Romance Your Wife”. Wishing my husband would “woo”…
I like routine. But life happens. And life is seldom routine. No matter what stage of life you find yourself in, there is always a need for balance. Some days I just feel like I am shuffling neglect. Choosing one thing over another means that something is put on hold–hopefully not to the detriment of…
No, I am not getting younger like Benjamin Button. I am definitely getting older, but the child in me still returns when I am around my parents. Please tell me that I’m not alone… I am blessed: I have two parents who love me. I was taught about the one true God who loves me…
This is a confession. Seems I’ve been doing this a lot lately, and the truth is, it is freeing. I know that I am not alone on this one because I see it all over the internet and even on people’s faces. Fear. The eclipse. Hurricanes of historic proportions. The wildfires in the west. The…
There is nothing quite like that helpless feeling you get when you watch someone you care about hurting–and you are separated by distance or by circumstance. You can’t wipe their tears or hold their hand. You feel their pain, and you hurt with them. You are grieving with them, but words just don’t seem to…
This is for you, my friend. You are many. You are grieving, hurting, struggling, doubting. And you need answers: “Is God listening?” “Does He see?” “Does He care?” “How can I know He will be there for me?” The answers are there, in His Word. Remember this and be brave; take it to heart, you transgressors!…
Especially in the dark ones. Grief and pain and loss surround us, and it is not coincidence that the songs of my youth fill my heart and my spirit when I am seeking the Savior. This sharing of pain, this heartache, is nothing compared to the grief of a parent that has lost a child.…
Believing in Creator God has never been difficult for me. What is hard to imagine is that someone could see the beauty and majesty of the mountains or swim in the ocean, so magnificent and complex, or experience the miraculous birth of a child–and say that this world came into existence by chance. Part of…
I think it’s time. Time to remember who we are and why we are here. When this day is done, the calendar will say that I am another year older. Birthdays are like that. Twenty four hours measure the day and at the end of 365 days you are reminded that every year–every day we…
The clock keeps ticking. The sun comes up. The alarm goes off. And I’m getting older. It is an inevitable inevitability. And the alternative–well, it’s already decided. I know where I’ve been and I can only imagine what tomorrow might bring. And I need to embrace it. Some things we have control over, others we…
You don’t have to agree with me on this, and yes, I am well aware that this road has not only been well-travelled, but that most women have chosen a different path. Stay with me–you might not see it the same way I do, as I’m sure many won’t, but consider this: Your husband just might see…
I prayed for my children before they were even born. I prayed for their health and their influences. I prayed for their future. I prayed for their parents–that we would be godly parents with wisdom to know how to guide each of their personalities. I prayed for their choices. Not that they would be prevented…
