I’ve recently been reading short biographies of missionaries of women like Amy Carmichael and Gladys Alward. It’s interesting to peer inside another person’s life and see how she walked with God, taking into consideration her personal life circumstances, her calling and her gifting. Most of the time, when I readRead the Rest…
There I was, late again. I began to push harder on the accelerator, hoping it would erase my mistakes of morning dawdling and lack of preparedness. But even though the car went faster, I was not going to make it to work on time, not this time, for sure. NoRead the Rest…
My little girls are still enthralled by Cinderella stories, so we’ve spent the last few weekends watching remakes of the classic tale. A girl who seems poor, insignificant and unlikely to succeed in life somehow manages to meet the man of her dreams. But only when she is wearing aRead the Rest…
I wake to the grey stillness of morning, the distinction between the frozen ground and sky nonexistent. Greyness all around and yet the dirty snow barely covers the ground. The thermostat says it’s negative 10 today. Too cold to even feel like moving and not enough snow to enjoy outdoorRead the Rest…
I broke down and bought the colorful magazine at the checkout counter. The red swirls and sparkly desserts spoke as loudly as those enticing article snippets. This year, I could make Christmas brighter, cheerier, more blissful if I followed the recipes and craft instructions found within. After an hour ofRead the Rest…
