I’ve been waiting to write this because I kept telling myself that I wasn’t qualified to talk to you about courage. My inner monologue said I haven’t done enough, risked enough,or changed the world enough to call myself courageous. My…
The long-fingered rays of the warm evening sun brushed her cheeks with the warm kisses in the quietness of the country evening. She strode along the edge of the woods, seeking calmness. The fragrance of the crushed, ripe, summer grass…
I often wonder while living my life ~ this ordinary life ~ do I, or even can I, fully worship, love, and obey in truth my God and Father, the One who dwells on a plane I can’t with the…
Cousins make forts of two-by-fours, unconstructed sanctuary our playground, serve acorn-crust mud pies on blue stained-glass, jump rope to the beat of our fathers’ hammers ~ percussion the sound of church rising ground-up, clouds for a steeple. Cornerstone planted in…
Some time ago I had a conversation with a professed Christian woman who had gone through a difficult divorce, and was struggling to understand what went wrong. She posed some interesting questions: “How do we serve others constantly without becoming…