Sitting on the floor, tears streaming, questions flying, fears mounting, I sought the Lord. As an eight-year-old, I didn’t know all there was to know about God, and now at forty-seven, I still do not. But just as I did at eight when my parents split up, I did again
Have you ever tried the human knot icebreaker? A group stands in a circle and reaches across to grab the hand of another person, and then reaches across with the other hand to another person and does the same. Once everyone is connected, the entire “knot” of people has to
About a year ago, I got stuck in Paul’s letters to the Corinthians. I’m still there. These letters are the ones where he writes to the church that has gathered after the death of Jesus, within a few years, actually, and have already made a mess of it by adding
I’ve always been a dreamer; not the starry-eyed, wanderlust, impractical kind, but the one who imagined that with hard work I could achieve anything. By nature, I’m a play-it-safe gal who chooses the role of dream organizer like it’s a badge of honor. Instead of flying by the seat of
Do you struggle with distractions, detours, and derailments in life? Guess what? Me too. Day in and day out, I delay the calling of what God places in my life. I get so frustrated with myself, and disappointment settles in. I fail to remember or to live out the truth
When my sisters and I were selecting which “I’m over it” blog posts we would write, I got sulky and sullen. Everyone was enthusiastically claiming the fun topics and I remained silent. I didn’t want to write about this. I didn’t. And yet I heard myself saying, “I’ll take unforgiveness.”
“Do you know how much I love you?” I used to ask my kids when they were very young. Their tiny fingers would pinch together as small as possible while still leaving a gap as they’d say with a grin, “This much?” I’d look at them with eyes wide, shaking
A while back I was having lunch with a group of ladies when I felt the conversation take a sudden right turn. Out of nowhere, the focus shifted from family and fun to how busy everyone was. One of the gals said, “I can’t seem to get everything done. No
Three minutes later, we were over it. My girlfriend and I were at a conference with tons of other women and excitement filled the air. Now let me write the whole truth. Excitement did fill the air, but worry was there also. Will I fit in? Will others like me?
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away lived the perfect Christian woman named Laurie (in my perfect world, I have an “i” in my name, okay?). Laurie had the perfect marriage, with perfect children who never did anything wrong, and perfect friends who begged to be a
What is sisterhood? It’s not a club or sorority, but a special kind of soul connection—I can call you sister because you call Him Father.