What We All Need…Sometimes.

His name was Jerry. Brown hair, strong features, few wrinkles, except those ones earned…from the suffering, few realized. I first met him visiting my Grandma in a nursing home.  Her agitated, unappreciative….though I came a long way just to be with her.  Weekly. He asked me to open his door.  That was our first greeting. Looking […]

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When Perfectionism Needs a Funeral

I spit it out, like a broken gumball dispenser.  One word. Then another.  Then another.  It’s the one person, I struggle being discrete with, the one…after all this time…I still want to impress. And why do we clothe ourselves with fancy words and self-righteousness, when we feel most insecure, when we ache to impress those in […]

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Risk Being Made A Fool Of?

“Ugh!”  It’s all I can say as I drive away.  First I said “yes” to going on a missions trip to Dominican Republic, because my husband miraculously woke up with some kind of revelation, “We are supposed to go”…He announces…   Not just one morning…but two.  (You can find that post HERE) And I have learned by […]

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5 Ways to Fight Injustice

I am not political. In fact, some might say, “I am just a housewife”. But something came over me when I heard of a recent Pastor’s imprisonment. Compassion moved me, so much so, I could almost see the walls, hear the echoing cries from the prison cell he was trapped in. Missional living, simply put, is […]

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