I carry around this grief inside that I usually manage to keep tamped down. It crops up sometimes when I see pregnant women or babies, or when people not much older than me talk about their children getting married and having children of their own. It is all so normal for everyone else. At forty-five,... Continue Reading →
One of the greatest gifts I have been given is being taught by my pastor that God means for us to live with joy. I spent a lot of years allowing my disappointment with life to be my focus. To some degree, I behaved as a victim of my circumstances rather than as a victor... Continue Reading →
You can call my choices “safe,” and I won’t argue. But, that isn’t what I am going for. I want my choices to honor God. I remember a choice I had to make when I was nineteen; I sought the counsel of a couple of friends. They were not friends that I saw or visited... Continue Reading →
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