Dream a Little — Dream a Lot
Carl sleeps like a champion — eight solid hours, no interruptions, probably dreaming in full color with surround sound. Me? I celebrate if I get six. And yes — I’ve been known to sneak in a little “holy nap” during the day — now and then. And dreaming at night? Rare. If I do dream,…
I Promise
“Promise me…” Those two little words carried big meaning, even as a child. My parents promised we’d go to Six Flags Over Texas — and oh, they delivered! Best day EVER. Sticky fingers, laughter, and the kind of joy only a promise kept can bring. As we grew, promises got a little more serious.We crossed…
God’s Ways — So Much Higher
Have you ever paused and thought — “What if God’s plan for me is even better than the one I’m holding onto?” Not just a little better. But beyond anything we could ask, imagine, or dream up on our best day. “God can do anything — far more than you could ever imagine…” (Ephesians 3:20)That’s…
Snapshots of Love
On Sunday, Carl and I stepped into a busy, active and fun-filled place — High Five — that was filled with laughter, little feet running, bowling balls rolling, and the sweet chaos of a five-year-old’s birthday party. Gifts were opened with delight, hugs were given freely, and joy filled every corner. And there they were…
Still Living Among the Living
I can’t help myself — I still have my Easter decor’ up and am still living in the moment of embracing my risen Savior. He lives! Christ Jesus lives today. He walks with me and talks with me and tells me I am His own. He lives. He lives — salvation to impart. You ask…
There’s Something About That Name
Our weekly Women’s Bible study has been walking chapter by chapter through “Live a Praying Life” by Jennifer Kennedy Dean, and oh my — what a gift it has bee Each week feels like an invitation — not just to pray, but to live in prayer. Not a routine, but a relationship. Not a checklist,…
When Mercy Speaks Louder Than Judgment
It’s so easy to slip into the blame game — pointing fingers at those who stumble, whispering sharp words about those who don’t measure up, and quietly justifying our own missteps when we miss the mark. We’ve all been there… every single one of us. And yet, we have witnessed the greatest Mercy-Giver of all…
Let’s Go for a Walk
I was once a long distance runner. Miles and miles — until my knees kindly suggested we find another plan. So now? I glide. The elliptical has become my “walk.” No pounding. No pressure. Just a steady, gentle rhythm.And somewhere between those smooth strides — I started noticing something.Some of my sweetest conversations with Jesus…
Praise is our Defense AND Offense
It sounds a little strange, doesn’t it? Praise — a weapon? When life feels like a battle, my first instinct isn’t to sing — it’s to stress and whine. To fix. To figure it out. Maybe even to complain just a little (or a lot). But Psalms 8:2 flips that thinking upside down.“Through praise —…
He Rescued Me
On Monday, there I was — on the elliptical — just trying to get my steps in, when I glanced at the news. And suddenly — my workout turned into worship.A U.S. airman — alone, freezing, battered — clinging to life on a mountainside. Thirty-six hours of hiding, climbing, surviving. Every move mattered. Every breath…