I grew up with my grandparents living right in my backyard. Their house was right behind ours, on my parents’ five acres of land. The older I get, the more I can see how their presence impacted my life. As a kid and a teenager, I loved to spend time with Grandma and Grandpa. They... Continue Reading →
I’ve been thinking of the words to a hymn: “Trust and obey / For there’s no other way / To be happy in Jesus / But to trust and obey.” Christians should be happy, but the song tells us that we can’t be unless we trust and obey. I’ve been working on the trust part... Continue Reading →
Last weekend, when I wrote my blog, I was fighting depression. It had been bogging me down for a couple of weeks, and I was having trouble shaking it. Then on Saturday evening, my sister and I watched the documentary, Corrie ten Boom: A Faith Undefeated. It ended with a recording of her saying, "Look... Continue Reading →
There were times when I looked at my life and could only see a series of disappointments. The life I wanted bore no resemblance to the life I had, and the sting of failure and rejection weighed me down. As a writer and storyteller, I had imagined my life to be a grand love story.... Continue Reading →
In my past, there are some financial struggles. I was underemployed, and living in an area with a high cost of living. My family helped me, but God got me through. God helped me scrape by, get into better jobs, and eventually get out from under the debt I incurred in the lean years. Through... Continue Reading →
I grew up hearing the story of how my grandfather’s life was changed when he came to saving faith in Christ at a Navigators’ retreat. I also remember him talking about Dawson Trotman, the founder of The Navigators, but I didn’t have any context for the man or his ministry. After my grandfather’s death, I... Continue Reading →
I love coffee. Even if I weren't a caffeine addict, I would still love coffee. I make my coffee for myself at home every day. My coffeemaker has a timer on it, so that when I get out of bed each morning, I go straight to the kitchen where the coffee is already brewed and... Continue Reading →
This week I learned something new: Not having children increases my risk for breast cancer. At thirty-nine, I had never had any reason to worry about breast cancer, as there is very little cancer in my family and no cases of breast cancer, that I know of (we have other problems, believe me!). But this... Continue Reading →
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