What Are YOU Pointing At?
My firstborn grandson was a late talker. Not that he couldn’t. He just wouldn’t. He preferred to point and make cute little “uh uh” sounds. And, you’d better believe we were on point to respond to his “uh uh’s” and his point. We were those kinds of grandparents who doted on our firstborn grandchild. We…
Big Needs Need Big Prayers
I have been so blessed to see so many venues whereby Christians are raising their voices in united prayer for our nation. This is God’s prayer for us to pray: “If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then…
Hard Decisions Don’t Come With a Flip of a Coin
We sat in a parking lot, staring blankly ahead with the doctor’s words still ringing in our ears. “Immediately, go for a CT scan so we can see how far the cancer has spread. This is a life or death situation.” We were stunned despite the signs and the pain my husband had been in…
Taking the Hide Road
Speaking as a gal whose done her share of travelling some high and low roads, I highly recommend the high roads. I’ve taken some perilous, torrential-rain, “low” roads that I had to turn around to take a higher road to travel. And, in the spiritual sense, I’ve taken some precarious “low” roads of doubt and…