Do you have an image for grace? A picture in your mind illustrating its depth, its warmth, its strength.This weekend is our women’s retreat. It felt more like a conference. But regardless of the title, this weekend will always invoke images of smiling faces, wonderful music, an outpouring of...
I sat in the church on a hard wooden pew leaning as close to the rail as I could get, as if it would help me hear her better. She preached about Paul and his thorn. Thorns. I know a lot about them. Physical thorns, mental thorns…imposed thorns,...
This week’s reading was AMAZING! Not to say last week or the week before was unexceptional. However, this week’s reading made a scrumptious gumbo in my heart. I don’t really meat so I’d have to call it a Soul Smoothie. (giggle) This is Week 5 of Blogging Through the...
I am a recovering crybaby. Yes, I said it. I have my good days. I have my bad days. But at the sight of certain things I my eyes will swell with tears, my nose will run, and get the tissue ready because I will have a full waterworks...
A seed of an idea was planted in me many years ago. I’d like to share what God has done in my life with women like me…stifled, strained, living robotic lives. I’d like to share His freedom. It was merely a thought. Unbeknownst to me, this seed was growing....
I wrote a guest post for The Unclaimed Gift. It’s short. It’s actually a whimsical metaphor about surrendering to God. Surrender… Writing it is easy. Living it is hard. I pray it will get easier. But if it doesn’t,
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