I wasn’t a girl who wanted to be a mom. Yes, I played with dolls, but it wasn’t my heart’s desire to mother. Yet, once I became pregnant with my oldest son, I was altered in the sweetest ways: the...
I developed a craving to control, to keep the fear from controlling me. Yet this tightrope of juggling fear and control made me oh so tired. You might know something about this weary walk yourself. ...
The Practice of Gratitude Part 5 Last week, after a dire diagnosis, my dad underwent Open Heart Surgery. And each day brings a teeter-totter of challenges and emotions. Yet, the Lord's comforting hand holds my sister Jeni and me. We feel the...
Do you need a Christmas Cleanse? During the sometimes wonderful, sometimes crazy holiday season, my level-headed plans, usually nice personality, and prudent budgets get challenged. Often, I lose them altogether (like when I lost it with my husband over candles on...
What can I give Him, Poor as I am? If I were a shepherd I would bring Him a lamb, If I were a wise man I would do my part, Yet what I can I give Him, Give Him my heart. Christina Rossetti Savor the Savior! "I thank God...
Savor the Season with Books! Books are my thing. I adore the smell, the way treasured favorites fit in my hands, and the sight of books stacked on a coffee table—oh, what joys these bring. Couple books with Christmas, and I...
A few days ago, while snacking on grapes and looking through the mail, I heard my son say, "I'm thinking about going to Africa." I giggled as I looked up, sure that he was joking. But he wasn't. He explained...