Five years ago, I had a strong desire to learn to knit. I’d been attending my second year at Mount Hermon’s Writer’s Conference and spent two days in a workshop. The mentor teacher, a young author named Camy Tang, effortlessly lead the class while knitting a pair of thigh-high socks. I was mesmerized by the blending of colors and the …
About five weeks ago, I started a new study with my ladies’ Bible study group. Generally, I can’t wait to share my insights with my readers, yet this time…I’m hesitant. It isn’t that I haven’t seen glimpses of Jesus, because I have. But, I’ve also struggled with finding where I fall on the growth spectrum. You know what I mean. …
I didn’t have to hear the words the young woman tossed at her husband to know they hit their target. The muscles in his jaw clenched while his eyes dropped to the floor, embarrassment etched onto his face as clearly as if it were written in indelible marker. I didn’t have to hear the words, because it wasn’t necessarily what …
Gossip is contagious. Someone will say, “Guess what I just heard…” and many of us won’t think twice about asking, “What?” In fact, we might just delight in the possibility of hearing something juicy or negative. More so if the target of gossip is someone who’s offended us. Payback. That’s exactly what happened the other day. The words, “Guess what …
I have an aversion to needles. And really, who doesn’t? But when faced with a chronic issue, it’s amazing the lengths one’s willing to go in order to achieve relief. I’m not talking shots, I’m talking acupuncture. In the past, the thought of acupuncture was enough to send chills down my spine. Not just one needle, but lots of needles. …
Have you ever taken the time to actually listen to a drug advertisement on television? I’m not one to watch commercials—we DVR the shows we want to watch and fast forward through those pesky advertisements. But I turned the T.V. on the other day for background noise while I was cleaning the house and an ad came on for an …
This morning’s entry in Jesus Calling by Sarah Young struck a deep cord within me—My Peace is the treasure of treasures: the pearl of great price…I purchased this Peace for you with My blood. You receive this gift by trusting Me in the midst of life’s storms…spiritual blessings come wrapped in trials. When I first became a Christian, I longed …
My brother, Michael, was the best friend of my youth, the big brother I adored, and sometimes foolishly followed just so I could be near him. I’m not sure if my earliest memories were actually of him or if the stories that had been told over and over again by my mother merely painted those images of him so firmly …
Here’s my dirty, little secret: I love Grey’s Anatomy. Every morning, after my husband and I spend some time in the Word, we go out to our garage and exercise. Over the years, I’ve gotten a variety of television series on Netflix—one episode is just the right amount of time to complete a good workout (45 minutes without commercials.) Often, …
Years ago, I bought a silver Honda Civic. It wasn’t until later I noticed the abundance of silver cars on the road. It couldn’t be that it suddenly became the color of choice, but I never paid attention before purchasing my own. Silver no longer looked sporty—just common. The same can be said for my recent revelation over the number …
