I always loved to talk with dad about hymns (I came by it honestly). One hymn that he and I…
True Gain
Happy birthday, my sweet Gwen. One month after losing my precious Daddy, my little girl turns one. My own finite,…
The Cleansing Power of Tears
Grief does not pass in a day or a week. It is not a prescription that must be fulfilled or…
A God We Can Trust
It seems a little strange that the hardest thing to ever happen to me is something I can’t share with…
Help in Times of Need
My dad always encouraged me to write. It was twofold. First, I think he may have been my biggest fan.…
The Questions I Need to Be Asking
There are some days where we get sideswept by the sharp dichotomy of 2 things: the things I want and…
Why I Keep Having that Martha Heart
My Bible reading today covered Luke 10, specifically Mary and Martha: But Martha was distracted with much serving. And she…
How to Visit, Despite My Own Excuses
Visiting (the sick, widows, shut ins, etc) is something we all know we should do. I think about verses like…
When You’re Craving Rest
Sometimes, when you’re sick or sad or just not feeling like yourself – when you’re lonely, insecure, and just a…
The First Christmas Since…
Through the window, blue and white lights twinkle. Tinsel throws glints across the curtains and turquoise and silver balls shimmer.…
