My people were keepers for a reason. The Great Depression left many with little, so the stubborn survivors saved anything useful. Things like bacon grease, ham bones, chipped cups, and cracked bowls. Food scraps, fabric scraps, wood scraps, and tin scraps. Cardboard hand fans and shoes resoled with the cardboard of broken fans. They reclaimed delicate love letters, sturdy Sears catalogs, …
My dear child, I have been watching you. Over the last several weeks, your time has been increasingly spent reading news articles on Ebola and allowing your anxiety level to rise. You watch the news, hear the reports and when your fear peaks, you turn to mindless internet sites instead of Me. Yet, who can change a situation by …
What words sum up this past year? Joy? Grief? Hope? Despair? Change? Stuck? No matter how we respond, this is the time of year to dump them all out before the Lord. I see these emotions and experiences like little Lego pieces. When our grandson Joshua was three, he received a new box of “safari” Legos for …
Sometimes, despite seeing Him clearly one day, I awaken the following day with resistance in my soul. My emotions feel kinda like a 2-year-old who, once told to do something, stares and stiffens his legs against the action. You know the child understands the request made of him. He has just decided not to do it. …
