by Norma Gail God’s best creation is the family unit. It was the only time God called his creation very good. Yet families are in crisis. Every kingdom divided against itself will be ruined, and
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I find myself perched in the perfect spot on the timeline of my life. I can finally let go of any perceived letdowns or guilt of the past, and fully embrace the future with whatever energy I can muster up. I’m well past the midpoint, I’m sure.
Read moreOur theme for this month is “Peace.” How appropriate is that in the midst of this turmoil? It’s hard to find peace when you’re stuck in your house with kids in school who are expecting
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A time for everything? We’re told these are uncertain times. What about yesterday, last year, or twenty years from now? Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Isn’t any time an uncertain time? As we pray
Read moreNow that we are all (or almost all) hunkered down to protect ourselves and each other from the pandemic, let’s rethink our relationships. And what do our relationships there look like? Most of our personal
Read moreDear God, You okay up there? By all appearances, your world has gone mad. Panicked in a way I’ve never seen. Our nightly television screens remind us how we’ve declined so quickly. Grocery store shelves
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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. Death
Read more1 Corinthians 13 is known as the love chapter, but did you realize that Paul was talking about you in there? If you take the word “love” and change it to your name, you’ll see
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by Norma Gail Wounds Deep wounds heal slowly. I plunged my gloved hands into the suppurating wound and attempted to distract my patient from the pain, embarrassment, and agony of amputation. Never again would his
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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 many
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