It was probably a decade ago now. But I remember the anxiousness of that night. Corey’s gear was packed. I knew how important these bi-annual adventure trips were to my husband, but I hated theRead more
Perfect Father My dad had a way of warming hearts with his smile. If he were here today, my twenty-one-year-old son might say, “Pop’s authentic,” but, Noah never met him. My husband and three olderRead more
When I think about my future plants that I will be enjoying this year, I’m reminded of the Master Gardener—the One who with His hands fashioned not only the world, but also me.Read more
We tell our daughters they are enough, but one day they’ll learn they are not. May they also learn that Jesus is. He is more than enough for all we need.Read more
As a burnt-out missionary, I curled my toes in angst and looked for an exit as the preacher spoke on missions. A twenty-something hipster bellowed out “We will abandon it all for the sake ofRead more
A love of a lifetime… I remember the vow my husband and I made to love each other until, when old and gray, death would part us. It wasn’t something I’d ever dwell on. DeathRead more
Did God really say that our own deceit deceives us?Yes … yes he did.Jacob knew in advance that tricking his father into passing the blessing of the “firstborn” onto Jacob, the secondborn, would lead to a curse. “If my father touches me I would appear to be tricking him and would bring down a curse on myself rather than a blessing.” Genesis 27:12Read more
Did God really say climate change is real?
Yes … yes he did.
And at some point in the future climate change will get much worse.
Climate reacts to forces in the atmosphere and on earth. Some scientists argue humans are now the dominant force. But are they? Had we lived during the days of Noah, “When men began to increase in number on the earth …” would scientists have claimed humans were the reason for the Great Flood? Would population growth and the increase in livestock and raw sewage entering streams have been blamed for a month of rain?Read more
I was mad and felt used. A kid was stealing MY mangoes from MY tree. This happens regularly, but this time differed. The child was lightning-quick and was dressed in black—almost imp-like. As I workedRead more
Stories by the fireside… We didn’t have a fireplace in our New York City apartment, although my dad continued his fireside storytelling tradition throughout the winter months—minus the crackling fire of course. I remember manyRead more