It is spring. The weather is warming and stay at home orders are lightening. Everyone is anxious to get outside. New life is springing up everywhere. Bird songs fill the air and spotted fawns poke out from the tree line.... Continue Reading →
There are several things in my life right now that I'm bursting at the seams in frustration about. Wondering if things will ever change, if I'll ever get answers, if I'll ever get it right. Doubts about my purpose, place,... Continue Reading →
“In closeness to Me, you are safe… you are energized…you belong. This is My way of living in the world–through you! Together we will push back the darkness…!” Sarah Young I originally wrote what follows on September 6, 2014, but... Continue Reading →
I recently saw a Facebook post about how we will describe this Covid-19 situation in 10, 20, 30 years. One who had been a child during it was interviewing someone who had been an adult during it. The elder said,... Continue Reading →
A few weeks ago I wrote about how searching for the good in our lives can transform our lives (to read that blog, click here). It got me thinking about a book I read and wrote about in 2014. A... Continue Reading →
I recently read Shawna Wright's recounting of a childhood memory, "The Hidden Swimsuit." As an adult she recognizes the irony and adorableness of the plot, but as a child it was a painful story of flawed intentions and deep disappointment... Have you been hurt by someone's good intentions? Have your well-meaning motives ever back-fired...causing extra work or inflicting pain on someone you meant to encourage? I know both are true for me and this story of Shawna's reminds me of my deep need for forgiveness. It reminds me of my snappy judgments and critical thoughts of others...and my need to extend forgiveness, give second chances, and hear the other person's side of the story--to understand their motives. When I don't do these things I walk a fine line on a slippery slope. If I hold on to the pain and refuse to give, or receive, forgiveness and grace I become bitter and critical. I begin to only see the errors in everyone else. I become judgmental and distrustful. I begin to wall myself off from others...my heart begins to harden...this is a dangerous journey...
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed. The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head. The stars in the sky look down where He lay. The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay. The cattle are lowing,... Continue Reading →
The Thanksgiving holiday is upon us. For many it's a time to focus on family, feasting, and football...and big floats in a parade 😉 For some it's about preparing for a huge day of shopping for the best deals in... Continue Reading →
On July 2, 2019 a Facebook post caught my eye so I inquired further and what you read below is a letter from the artist, Melita, interspersed with pieces of our conversation together about her art, depression, faith, and transformation.... Continue Reading →
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