Contributions, Cancer, and a Cross

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 […]

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How a Collision Can Point to Christ

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 […]

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Are You Masking Fear? How to Get Free!

Internet wars, Facebook battles, media hackling its watchers with dangers and fears. It used to be, we would have to open the door to our house; jump in our car and drive somewhere local before we would let the world intervene us. But now, terrors arrive through the screens of our t.v. watching, kids holding their […]

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When You Need Permission to Grieve

I first heard the word on one of the podcasts I was listening to recently; Jamie Ivey. The word gripped my heart, but also, just the sound of it made me want to run. Then I walked through the trenches with Kara Kippett, tasting each of her words, like a morsal of sweetness and bitter, drawn […]

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