Tools in the Master’s Hands
I’ve often wondered what my life would look like if I could peek inside God’s workshop. I picture shelves lined with tools — some shiny, some worn — each one uniquely shaped for His purpose. And right there on the bench? A little name tag that says “Donna’s Tools.” The truth is, every one of…
Ouch and Oh Me – Enduring Construction
A couple of days ago, I blogged about us being temples of the Holy Spirit. But we are very much still under construction. In fact, we are perpetual “works in progress”! And speaking of works in progress, let’s talk about the grand basilica, the Sagrada Familia in the heart of Barcelona, Spain. If you thought…
Goody Two Shoes
For the most part, I am a rule follower. I was the kid in school who followed the rules. Problem was, as goody-two-shoes as I was, somehow if a paper wad was sent across the room and I caught it, it would be me that the teacher caught holding the wad and I would be…
Opposites Attract
At dinner last week at our fishing cabin, with three 17-year old guys, as only Staci can do when she is in rare form (that’s most of the time), asked the boys what were they looking for in a future wife. I know what’s she’s doing when she asks those kinds of questions. It’s an…