Pride forgets. Humility remembers. Priscilla Shirer, Gideon I distinctly remember singing along with Babbie Mason’s After All as a relatively new Christ follower back in the early 90’s, lyrics barely audible for the tears. By
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(Many of our nations heroes now linger in hospitals and nursing homes as their once valiant bodies become frail with age. This 4th of July weekend, if you see a veteran …any veteran, realize that
Read moreThings I’ve Learned From Loss by Gail Cooper
It’s funny the things that well up inside you after experiencing loss of any kind. You begin to look at things through a different lens and you rarely take things for granted. But why does it take tragedy to see the beauty in simple things?
Read moreThe Wedding Anniversary
It’s your typical Sunday afternoon, sitting in their favorite chairs and Dad hands Mom the television remote. Normally, they’d watch one of Dad’s favorite westerns, check the weather, or watch the latest farm news. But
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The news sent shock waves, They’re splitting up. A picture-perfect couple. Nobody—for one nanosecond—thought it would happen. A romantic storybook flashed through my mind. A fairy-tale-slide-show portrayed on timelines, rolled through the news feed on social
Read moreReflections on Marriage
I grinned when I read it and immediately hovered over the “share” button, but then hesitated. Some of my family and church friends won’t like this. I sat back and thought for a minute. Who
Read moreWet Whistle
Where I went to hear from God was not necessarily nearer, the dark wood, just a spoon stained from stirring coffee, the stars pulsing as I adjusted my eyes. Where I went to hear from
Read moreStuff Ends
Stuff happens. As you have read on a bumper sticker or t-shirt, or at least something along those lines. But that stuff ends. That stuff comes to pass. The worst pain I have experienced was
Read moreHave a More Meaningful Marriage By Choosing Love Every Morning
“You two are like lovebirds.” It was a simple observation on the part of my then five-year-old, but to me it was a statement of affirmation from God through my little boy’s voice. One of
Read moreWhen Sweet Memories Crash
I sat twirling my wedding band in the still of the morning. Sweet memories rose on waves of tears crashing against my new normal — a normal defined by the talons of adultery. My husband
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