I awake at 8:30. 8:39. 8:48. My night-owl self aches and groans, my foggy brain creating possible scenarios for how I might maximize my morning routine and hit that precious sleep button just a few more times. 9:57. Down the stairs, grab a mid-morning snack, out the door. Time to face yet another day. A … More Yet Another Day
Cast away stones . . . pluck up what is planted . . . build up . . . embrace . . . sew . . . hate . . . dance . . . The word pictures had been playing games in my head for days, and I wasn’t sure what to do with … More An Evening with My Pencil Jar
Over thirty years ago, God gave me my daddy. Not by adoption, but by everyday birth. Not by chance, but by divine providence. Not many people know my daddy, but my daddy is one of the greatest people I have ever known. My roots run pretty rural, but any “city girl” in me I got … More A Tribute to My Daddy
I randomly ended up in four different Bible passages. And this week, they randomly collided. See, I recently spent several weeks preparing for a talk on the supremacy of Christ. So Colossians 1 . . . 1:16 For by him all things were created, in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities—all … More Thrilling Collisions
I saw it in the softening of a terrified, timid, hardened soul. Once unapproachable and decidedly unwilling to accept truth, help, wisdom, or love. Then one day, her feeble, unforeseen smile couldn’t be missed. Her questions seemed to shout, her brief, incomplete text messages voiced a million words, and her tight hug shook my being. … More Unreal, Unbelievable, Impossible Change
Journey of the Word 