(my daily blog)
Today my husband reminds me that when something ends, it’s really just the beginning. He’s talking about the hope of the gospel in the face
A writer’s life has seasons, too. After output, you gather yourself back in, plant new seeds, and let things percolate deep inside until they’re ready
Two days ago, I bake six chicken breasts (with a little olive oil, salt, and pepper) at 400 degrees for 40 minutes. I have the
Years ago, a nurse told me that the day you feel better after an illness is the day you should get back in bed. “But
Last night, my friend Jo comforts me by saying, “It just takes time. It’s going to take some time.” As you know, I’m not very
Day two of this virus has me curled in bed (this will be short!). Nothing’s changed! I’m still so sick! Just as I consider that
All night and all today, I battle some flu or stomach virus (or both). I can’t move. I just curl up and wait. My cat,
This morning before church, I read a paragraph in that little book, We Would See Jesus (Roy and Revel Hession) about all the ways we
With the warmer weather and sunshine today, I have so much nostalgia for Saturdays spent on the banks of the Potomac river. When I was
I read today that patience means “the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, trouble, or suffering without getting angry or upset.” I want to grow