No More Hay and Stubble
I am supposed to be writing about pride. That’s what God has been dealing with my heart about, and that’sContinue Reading
Learning to look up and let go
I am supposed to be writing about pride. That’s what God has been dealing with my heart about, and that’sContinue Reading
Do you remember the first day of 2nd grade? Neither do I. In fact, I may remember one ofContinue Reading
Aspirations for the future have propelled me forward in life for as long as I can remember. What wouldContinue Reading
Warrior’s Song I am sitting in a hospital room with Olivia for the third time since she wasContinue Reading
Formless darkness Empty void And God said, “Let there be LIGHT” Gracious Father Endless love Countenance brimming with LIGHT ChosenContinue Reading
I haven’t received many fancy dinner invitations and wouldn’t know where to begin if my place at the table wasContinue Reading
“Mrs. Chapman, do you know how to cook?” asked one our five little charges. I’m guessing that her 9-year-oldContinue Reading
“‘Twas the first Christmas evening, when all through the town every inn was filled up, and no room could beContinue Reading


