We have Questions. You have Answers.
I had planned to write something lighthearted today. Something about wallpaper and laughter and a mama still managing a glue brush. But I just can’t. Not yet. Not while there are Texas families still waiting. Still grieving. Still aching from floodwaters that stole more than homes — they stole lives, joy, and certainty. We may…
God Inscribes Our Name
I saw a friend write a phone number of someone on the palm of her hand. I’ve seen others write their grocery list on their hand. And, I remember when I was a kid in school, seeing some “cheaters” write the answers to test questions on the palms of their hands. I’ve been a fan…
Feeling Satisfied
The word, satisfy, conjures up all kinds of images in my mind. The most recent was on Mother’s Day. Satisfy means to fulfill, gratify, or meet someone’s expectations, or needs. I could check the box in front of each one of those words because I was over-the-top satisfied. A mom with her family around her;…
The Comfort of Bentley
Recently I blogged “Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder” – unless that one cannot physically see. Case in point. I took care of Bentley for a few days while my children were out of town. Bentley is their 12-year-old Havanese dog who cannot see. Sometimes I feel like he can, because he navigates…
You are Working all Things for my Good
Not only is that a passage from the Bible in Romans 8:28, it is the lyrics of a song written and sung by Gospel Recording Artists, pastors and dear friends, David and Nicole Binion. I was about to start writing a blog about that verse when I started singing the words written by David and…
