“Babe, I think God still speaks” I heard on the other end of the line. I still remember where I was, nestled underneath our down comforter in the 1940s “cabin” that was our first home. As we were doing renovations on this rental (in exchange...
This fall has given me new eyes for hope and, really, how much my life and perspective has lacked the hope of Jesus. I’ve held onto my glass half-empty far too long. As I’ve been asking God His vision for my 2011, I naturally assumed the answer would be...
I never would have guessed that my manual for life, my handbook on God, would be tucked away in the Old Testament, in a little book I once thought was just a poetic love story between a man and a woman. Years later, the most worn pages of my bible are that 8-chapter...
One of my favorite things to do is read poetry to my children. There are some beautifully whimsical childrens poetry books out there … that seem to be just at my level :). I love words. Phrases — word pictures — artfully constructed, even better....
“Can we ask God to tell Papa, ‘Happy Birthday’?” Eden said when I told her that today was my dad’s birthday. The “Papa” she met twice before he died, carries an association to her as one who is close to God. His death, and...
Wee thing, what were you thinking that night? When visited by the divine messenger, with words declaring that your frame would carry the hope for the world, did you struggle with fear at what this might mean for your own life? Young child, made woman prematurely. Or...
