How Beautiful are YOUR Feet?
Let’s be honest. Feet aren’t exactly the stars of the show. Most of us tuck them into shoes, hide them under socks, or hope nobody notices them at the pool. Some feet are knobby, some are crooked, and some look like they’ve walked on gravel roads. But God sees something different. The prophet Isaiah wrote,…
Facing Forward in a Changing World
March in Texas is in a season of change. One day the wind roars like a lion. The next day the air turns gentle as a lamb. Trees bud, skies brighten, and the earth seems to whisper, “Something new is coming.” But lately, the changes we see in the world feel heavier than spring breezes.…
Complain and Remain — Praise and Be Raised
After a most beautiful Italian Tea Party last Sunday — I was thinking about the wonderful women who put their hearts, souls and bodies in making the event so special for our ladies. There were lovely decorations, meaningful testimonies, laughter, worship, and fellowship that warmed the heart. On the way home, however, my sweet friend…
Woven Together in Love
Last Sunday afternoon, over 400 beautiful women gathered together for an Italian Tea Party. Doesn’t that sound inviting? Some gatherings are pleasant.Others feel like heaven quietly slipped into the room. That’s how it felt at our recent Italian gathering at our church.We could see love before we even sat down. First — there was the…
Sacred, Quiet Moments
I’ve been pondering — other than holding hands with my sweetheart, I’m not much for PDA — public displays of affection. I get a little uncomfortable when couples forget they’re in public and turn the grocery aisle into a romance novel. Some things are just too precious for the spotlight. And In a similar way,…
Construction Zones of the Heart
Carl and I drove to and from East Texas in a matter of just three days. If you’ve driven the highways between Alto and Austin lately, you know something about that trip. Construction zones. Everywhere. Every few miles we ran into orange cones, blinking signs, and long lines of cars waiting patiently while road crews…
When Heaven Whispers
We’re back home in Austin after a few glorious days at Epiphany Ranch in Alto, Texas — 62 acres of lush East Texas beauty. Tall trees. Rolling fields. A sparkling lake. Tiny homes tucked like little jewels across the land. A place where people come for counseling, training, encouragement, and sometimes just to catch their…
Just a Little Tweak to Welcome Spring
March 20th, is the official first day of Spring, BUT……. Tonight before we crawl into bed, let’s remember the simple tradition that comes every spring — moving our clocks forward one hour. Yes, we may lose an hour of sleep (I know… I felt that groan too), but we gain longer days, brighter evenings, and…
God’s Goodness in Big Sky Country
We’re still here at Epiphany Ranch — 62 acres of big Texas skies and what feels like a little slice of heaven. And heaven, I’m learning, isn’t always quiet. Sometimes it sounds like hammers tapping, laughter echoing across the porch, and someone asking, “Where do these screws go?” The newlyweds — Alexia and Winston, fresh…
Joy on the Ranch, Tears in the Valley
What better treat for having finished up the elections with true grit and determination — than to be in Alto, Texas. Aw — 62 beautiful acres called Epiphany Ranch. The name alone feels like a whisper from Heaven. A place for respite. Healing. Encouragement. My Staci and Larry built more than homes, a lodge, fences…