I started writing these words last night, but I had to close the laptop and go to bed because I was fading. My eyelids were heavier than my enthusiasm. Sadly, lately exhaustion has followed me around. like a very bad best friend. I still have 3 loads of laundry sitting on the dining room…
The words jumped off the page and grabbed me as I read them. Right there in my morning devotional, I received a challenge and assignment for my year. The author mentioned that many times God brings us through a season of sickness, and on the other side of our healing, we are called to point…
I know that everything is in God’s hands, and I can face unafraid the unexpected. I know that in my head, but sometimes my heart starts racing anyway. December was hard, friends. The last 30 days have been so hard I think I developed a bad case of spiritual amnesia. Like George Bailey in It’s…
I was a terrible gift-giver. “Receiving” was not easy for me. Birthdays and anniversaries would sneak up on me, and choosing gifts for my own family at Christmas time threw me into an anxious whirlwind. I have a friend who is a natural gift giver. “How do you do it?” I asked. “I feel like…
My attendance was routine. My allegiance was unwavering. Everything was functioning just as it should–until it wasn’t. I slowly started dismantling. For as far back as I can remember, church played a significant role in my life. If the doors were open, my family was somewhere inside, so it should come as no surprise that…
I am tempted to cancel Thanksgiving this year. The whole affair just seems like way too much work, and the return on my investment seems way too low. I mean, I cook and clean and set a lovely table, and then people show up and misbehave and make me miserable. Maybe instead of celebrating Thanksgiving…