“God would never choose for us safety at the cost of significance.” –Erwin Rapahel McManus I am mesmerized by tissue paper. I seek it out at every party store, stock it up in my pantry, fluff it up in every present I give and fold it up tight when IRead the Rest…
“You’re blessed when you’ve worked up a good appetite for God. He’s food and drink in the best meal you’ll ever eat.” Matthew 5:6, The Message My husband Eric & I had planned a romantic dinner a few months ago. It was a weekend, so we weren’t in a rushRead the Rest…
Pink Eye: My greatest fear. The very mention of this eye-issue sent me into a full-fledged frenzy. We are talking Clorox wipes, cloroxing; knees on the ground, beseeching Heaven; requests for latex gloves were becoming increasingly louder; a lock-down status was handed to my husband with the utmost of eye-avoidanceRead the Rest…
Eight years ago, nursing a broken heart, I carried my bible and sad self across the sand of the beach up the block from my parent’s house. I plopped myself onto a towel, wrapped myself in a warm sweatshirt and read the Word Alive.
It was on that beach, in that sweatshirt, sitting on that towel that I first read these words:
“Silence is praise to you, Zion-dwelling God; And also obedience. You hear the prayer in it all.”
Psalm 65:1-2, The Message
I’m a blade of grass; I’m already withering.
I woke up older this morning.
No, it isn’t my birthday. I’m just a day older than I was yesterday. The fact of the matter is, my skin is probably dryer. My hair is slowly starting its journey toward gray. My joints are more worn than they were last week. And calcium intake has become even more important.
