Her name was Mrs. Oss. Tall, thin, soft spoken. Walking with grace, as if floating by love. I was in Sunday School. Same age my nine-year-old daughter is now. Mrs. Oss holds up, The Big Black Book, and announces, “We are going to learn, Psalms 23 together; and if at the end you can recite it […]
Let Faith Lead Your Footsteps in 2016
I had a schedule, a plan; take care of my children, do devotions, lead Bible Study, and just quietly live life like a “good” Christian. What I hadn’t expected was the storm of interruptions, the journey God had me on, filled with more curved than straight lines, more difficult than easy living. Maybe your like me, […]
Why Did They Miss Him? And How We Can’t Miss Him Too. UNITE Linky
Why did they miss Him? Sometimes I wonder… Generations passing, waiting, reading about Him. Yet, the book wasn’t finished. The entry seemingly insignificant. So, they waited, watching… But far to many missed Him. They say He is coming back, but where are they looking? They want grandiose and big entries, but maybe we are too see […]
Q & A Interview With Cheryl
Know those kind of people where you just know that you know God connected your hearts. Well, Cheryl is one of them. Cheryl is my friend and a fellow blogger. Only God could take two strangers who have never met, 3,000 miles away…and make them friends. This week, I have the humbling honor and privilege of doing […]
Why Jesus Can’t be Left in a Box this Christmas
I know the “right” things to do at Christmas. We cut down our tree, post pictures on Facebook. The little village, set up. Stockings, hung perfectly… But I forget about that little oblong box. The one I pull out and put back each season. We get out our, “Happy Birthday, Jesus” sign, the one our kids […]
Power Over Your Thread – And the Girl Running with an Infant in the Rain
Rain lashes out sideways. I stroll up in my Rendezvous to the sidewalk near the bus station. My son’s attending University of Washington. I drop him here, to ride the rest of the way to Seattle. Out of the corner of my eye, I see her. A young girl, maybe eighteen or nineteen, t-shirt, sleeveless, shivering […]