It’s been a while since I’ve written but I haven’t stopped thinking. I write all the time– in my mind. This week I have had increasingly more thoughts about my mom– not just because Mother’s Day is approaching. The week has been marked with several events that have prompted a convergence of thoughts. In my mind, the […]Read more "What Was She Thinking?"
Thank you for friends praying for my wrist injured at the beginning of March. After waiting a month for the bruising to fade and the ligaments to mend, I still had pain. I prayed constantly and had warriors praying as well. I even had a friend advising to get an X-ray. I asked her to […]Read more "Be still and wait. Okay. "
I woke up to realize I wasn’t dreaming. My friends are still polarized. I’m stuck in the middle with you. I still love you all even though I don’t like what I’m seeing. I knew the level of hatred would rise no matter if the red or blue side won this ugly battle. Call me […]Read more "Love Trumps Everything"
I’ve been contemplating this blog post for a couple weeks. I’m not a political writer and can honestly say I’ve been luke-cold for far too many years. I’ve never committed to one political party. I try to see the good in everyone and refuse to make a god out of anyone. A democracy should not […]Read more "Where to draw the line"
Less than a month before my latest journey, I dropped my Smartphone. It didn’t have a case. It’s pretty ignorant to believe my glass screen was impervious. Truth be known, I haven’t been able to squeeze the cost of a rugged case into my budget so I was exercised caution with the phone. Sometimes a case […]Read more "Ignorance Is Bliss?"
This verse came up again last night. My brother-in-law was teaching the message at my hometown church. This verse has been showing up quite a bit– radio broadcasts, songs, devotions, and totally random places. This morning I’ve been afforded some time to write so it seems a perfect opportunity to focus on this well-known verse […]Read more "Even the Sparrow"
My life originated in Northern Wisconsin. The city folk that would visit back in the 70’s led me to believe our style of living was lacking luxuries of modern times. I longed to leave and did so as soon as I had graduated high school– not yet 18 years of age. Ironically, my table has […]Read more "A Charmed Life"