I wasn’t that much different from this mama. She haphazardly crossed my path in a furious hurry, like a teenager with road rage and wings. Her tweeting caught my attention each time I made my way up the cement path from my automobile to my front door. I didn’t know she had a home. I thought […]
My mind and heart spun back to a time when God grew rapidly from far off to close and personal, intimate and relational in my life. A blue and brown journal with cofffee cups on the front stared back at me. I open it, thinking it might be empty, so my daughter could tackle Pre-Algebra in […]
Baskets of journals hide in my closet; all scratched straight from old pens, in an attempts at intimacy with God. Today I was looking for a spiral notebook. My daughter is starting math again. (We homeschool). Amidst my hunt, I came across a journal from a three-plus year season. It was a time when God radically […]
It all started with a cross. The thoughtless thread woven into my husband’s leg in a busy emergency room. “The doctor took his soapy finger and dug it through the bloody wound.” My Other-Half describes his gushing injury. This was the second time He had an gouge on the same leg at work. This cut horizontal, which rose […]
Out of nowhwere, the lady with a metal cart of food, slams into the fatless leg of my husbands solid-muscled calf. Blood shoots like a volcano as a large vein becomes exposed to air. It isn’t the first time this leg has been injured. Years ago, I was awakened, jolted awake, in the early morning to […]
As a child, I used the think salvation, the giving of your heart to Jesus Christ, was kind of like standing in line, raising your hand, then signing on the dotted line, to get your drivers license. Hearts would be given to Jesus and then you would be part of some club. O.k. And maybe every […]