When my heart is full, I feel I can speak to God freely and confidently. I delight in His Presence and find it easy to sing with joyful thanksgiving. I’m like a rich woman with large sums to bring to the temple’s treasury. Because I have an abundance, I hardly miss my offering. But in the days of drought, when …
Faulty Feelings
Eight weeks ago, I cut my fingers. Three of them. On my dominate hand. Pretty badly. Eleven stitches which involved four hours. The recipe? Fingers added to hand-blender plus unexpected electricity. Yeah, I wouldn’t recommend it. They are healing quite nicely and I’m even typing now with all fingers…but I’m telling you, those three fingers still feel weird. The …
Connecting with God
So how does your body connect with the outside world? Through your senses, right? Sight, smell, hearing, taste and touch allow our bodies to perceive what is going on around us. Cookies in the oven? Our nose knows as we walk through the door. Mosquito gnawing on your ankle? Our skin alarms us by that …
So Why am I not Perfect?
Yesterday, I shared my first step of faith with you from my Mother’s point of view. As I think back to the years following, I find that although I accepted Jesus’ forgiveness of my past and future sins, I didn’t automatically become nice. Blurbs from my own childhood diary unearth my mischievous and selfish attitudes: January 6, …