Have you ever wondered how finding hope and strength in every season might change the world? Some days it’s harder than others. I know. I’ve hiked out of enough valleys to realize the topic of
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Tag: Hope Has A Name
Thankfulness and all the Colorful Flavors of Fall
Thankful for all the flavors? While the abundance of fall and my favorite season’s harvest means more to me than picking apples in North Carolina, baking pumpkin pies, or roasting huge turkeys, I smile with
Read moreHow Cultivating Patience Makes Us Stronger
How to cultivate patience? I’m sure you’ve heard your mother, sister, or best friend say, “Have Patience. This too shall pass.” Yep. I thought so. The first thing that usually comes to my mind is
Read moreUnchanging Truths About Wisdom, Beauty, and Change
Wise instruction from unchanging truths? Poetic verse and metaphor have a way of piquing my brain. Warnings and instructions. Adventures or tragedies. I want to dig deeper. Learn more. They’re like ghost stories without the
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Learning and page-turning… I remember when my husband and I played board games with our sons and how there were many routes to the Candy Land or Monopoly finish line. They all chose their individual
Read moreThe Way to Love
Along the narrow way I’ve often wondered about God’s idea of love and how the essence of the meaning might differ from my own. I mean, how can we love the Lord with all our
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As we prepare our hearts for the Christmas season, may we reflect on this promise: Hope has a name and His name is Immanuel, God with us.
Read moreThe Mystery of the Great Fullness of the Holy Spirit
The mystery of what and who? There’s a mysterious, uneasy stirring deep within my soul these days. I search for clues—hunt for answers. Uncommon questions remain. One piques my brain: Is gratefulness and great fullness
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2020: A historical year by epic proportions, or a calling to be led? All the world will remember—no matter how much we try to forget. Autumn is my favorite season of the year. I’m writing
Read moreThe Heart of Hope
February 1976. New York City. Most of my friends know the story of how a transplanted New Yorker became a southern girl—after twelve impressionable years living in one of the largest cites in the world.
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