I had only been to a church a handful of times in my life. I knew the name of Jesus from seeing His name on signs; advertisements and occasionally when other people would talk about Him. That is all that I knew of Him. Until, I had an encounter with His...
“But seek first His Kingdom and His righteousness and all these things will be added to you.” Matthew 6:33 Over the past two blogs, Denisha talked about how easy it is for us to get in our own way in life and how when we say yes to something we, by default, say...
I promised my daughter that I would take her shopping for a bathing suit after school. That same day, a last-minute meeting came up at work for me. My husband was available so I arranged for him to take her. Problem solved. At least, I thought it was. Bathing suit was...
If I could, I would love to sit down with you, a cup of coffee in our hands, a fuzzy blanket on our laps, and have an honest conversation about life. I’ll bet we would have amazing stories to share. Some of triumph and joy, others of challenge and defeat. We would...
There is a scene in the Lion The Witch and the Wardrobe where Mr. Tumnus is speaking with Lucy and says, “After all, He’s not a tame lion” and Lucy replies with, “No, but He is good.” I think of this often when I catch myself drifting back into a “tame” view of...
While working in a jewelry store at the mall, seeing my surroundings and people clearly was very important. I constantly gave customers directions to other stores in the mall and acknowledged them by name and if I didn’t recognize a customer that I had previously...
“As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love.” John 15:9 When I became the owner of my new car, I polished everything daily with careful detail. I found myself making sure there was no trash left in her when I got out at the end of the...
"I'm starving, we are NEVER going to eat dinner!" Say's our eight-year-old in a very frustrated and forceful tone. It was 6:00 pm. "Buddy, have I ever NOT given you dinner?" I replied. I thought it was funny that something as consistent as dinner would be the...
Standing in his doorway, I see the feet that I used to hold in my hand dangling off the end of his bed. Those soft cheeks that used to snuggle in the crook of my neck now have remnants of a five o’clock shadow. I remember him riding his red tricycle down the driveway,...
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