Some stories are worth repeating again and again: “Is Dad still living?” “No, your dad died a few years ago. However, before he died, he became a Christian.” Following that brief reply, I supplied my
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Deserting the Desert
Deserting the desert is the easy way out. My greatest lessons came where I didn’t want to dwell. Although I’ve never visited a desert, I’ve seen pictures. A desert is a geographical place that receives
Read moreIn the Middle of Nowhere
I grew up in the middle of nowhere in the 1950s and 60s. We lived far from stores, doctors, and other people. We drove 10 miles through hills to the nearest town. I rode a
Read moreA Whole New World – New Creation in the Difficulties
“You should not be surprised at my saying, ‘You must be born again.’” (John 3:7) The birth metaphor is more than a metaphor. Yes, the process of birth is a beautiful picture of God’s grace
Read moreA Forest’s Song
I will sing a forest’s song. Let every creature praise his holy name. Let the heavens be glad, let the earth rejoice; let the sea roar, and all that fills it; let the field exult,
Read moreJesus Time
Four chairs snuggled up to the kitchen table like a thirsty cowboy to a bar after a long, dusty trail ride. She patted one of the chairs and said, “At 7:05, me and Jesus time
Read moreGod’s Strength—Our Hope
God’s strength, our hope—a promise for the present When needs overwhelm with no answers in sight, look to Yahweh-Jireh, Yahweh Provides. If control disappears and power eludes, trust in El-Shaddai, God Almighty. Because
Read moreThrough It All
The world stopped along with my husband’s heart. Yet, love surrounded us through it all. With one voice mail and a call to church, support appeared at the hospital before we arrived. Waiting, praying,
Read moreLittle Armored One
“Your armadillo basket sold first,” I said as my husband added another item to our yard sale. My gloating didn’t help my husband’s pained expression. He looked as if I’d sold a family pet.
Read moreMemories of Springtime and Mother’s Days Past
Winter had worn out her welcome. Memories of springtime and Mother’s Days past recently invaded my dreams. Thoughts of how each season compares to sacred snapshots of unforgettable days of our lives swirled in my
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