In case you missed it, my word of the year is WELCOME, described by the acronym below. For more details on why I chose this word go here. Worship – Making room for GodEmbrace – Making room for my familyLearn – Making room to grow my mindCare – Making room for …
In case you missed it, my word of the year is WELCOME, described by the acronym below. For more details on why I chose this word go here. Worship – Making room for GodEmbrace – Making room for my familyLearn – Making room to grow my mindCare – Making room …
None of them but Moses had known anything but slavery. He’d been spared for the first forty years, living in the palace as his people built treasure cities for Pharaoh. Moses had run for his life, banished by the palace which had been his home and disappeared the next forty …
In my lifetime, homemaking has fallen in and out of favor. Remnants of militant feminism still try to convince us that caring for our homes as a primary vocation is either lazy or unfulfilling. However, I find we’re generally more accepting of one another in recent years. (At least on …
Welcome — this is the word whispered to my heart as I think of my area of focus in 2021. The dictionary definition is always a good starting place. “to receive or accept with pleasure; regard as pleasant or good.” Romans 15: 7 says, “Wherefore receive ye one another, as …
At the beginning of the year, I had big plans….or perhaps, un-plans. Then, the craziness we’ve come to know as 2020 descended and I updated those plans again. Now, both finally and all too soon, we’re at the end of 2020. I don’t want this year to be wasted. Probably …
She looked forward to the year ahead with anticipation. It promised to be the best year of her young life! This was the year her dreams would come true, and she would reach the goal to which she had aspired since she was a small girl. This would be her …
Reading has always been one of my favorite things to do. I cannot remember a day passing since I was about 4 years old when I did not read something. Before that, I had a collection of books on tape which my parents played for me through large headphones until …
The night is dark. It is that time of night when “evening” is no longer a descriptor and early morning is hours away. I toss and turn with fever or stomach trouble or a heartache of some kind. The circumstances have changed over the years. I feel a presence in …
My son and I sat in the booth waiting on our breakfast. We were the only ones in the restaurant. A friendly server came to our table and took our order. A short time later, we removed our masks as she set down our plates. I asked her if the …
