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…
Got Blanks? Let God Fill Them!
Got Blanks? Let God Fill Them!A friend, rightfully, bragged about her notoriously planned 2025 calendar. ith three kids, sports practices, music lessons, and her own juggling act as a wife, businesswoman, and mom, she knows she needs to get an upper hand on life by mapping out her family’s year. Meanwhile, I’m here celebrating that…
He Ain’t Heavy. He’s My Brother.
I read these prophetic words from a minister’s e-mail yesterday: “The road has been rough with obstacles and detours, ups and downs, but soon things will become smoother and easier to navigate. Stay the course and trust Me (God) to bring you through to victory. You are My chosen generation.” And those words sparked other…