Category: Jesus
I have a confession to make. I can’t resist buying socks, no matter how stuffed my large drawer is (dedicated wholly to socks). I don’t care about trouser socks …
As always, I’m excited over the new year ahead. It holds the promise of wonderful things, like the luxury of walking, months after foot surgery. That doesn’t mean life …
“The other day we went to see a waterfall,” my friend Amy tells me, referring to her spiritual time with Jesus. “There were steps to walk down and he …
I’m sitting here at Panera, having finished my bacon and spinach souffle. I’m still sipping on my latte, though it’s not as good as mine at home. But hey, …
Hello! After another email asking about my blogs, I’m sitting down to connect with you. I don’t even have any great catastrophe to use as an excuse (thank you …
When I set my goals and plans for 2020 I didn’t include foot surgery for a torn tendon. However, it has certainly rearranged the furniture in my life’s rut …
I was only twenty when I married Terry but by then I had learned to be independent. My high school years were spent in boarding school in Bangkok, eight …
Sitting here in my parked car, on my birthday, I’m looking at a tiny house with a purple door. I can hardly contain my excitement as I’m about to …