What an incredible opportunity. My mind is swimming through the images of families who walked today because they lost someone they loved to suicide. Some wear names of the deceased, or their photos. Others choose team names to honor a person or the cause itself. I walk for life. I fundraise and walk to save … Continue reading If One Life will be Saved …
I can only make such a bold statement because of my belief in Jesus. For countless, unbelieving years, darkness was my prison. Oh, I tried to manufacture light by faking a smile, pretending I was ok. Darkness is real. So is Jesus. Until I knew my Lord and Savior, I wished I had the courage … Continue reading No Depression is Without Hope
Oh how I love my God! “But Jesus immediately said to them: “Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.” (Matthew 14:27). He used Ms. Cathy Baker and her post to remind me of my given 2021 word. Have you ever stopped and counted the times in one week you have asked the Lion of … Continue reading Take Courage
The sons God gave to me and Jason are growing rapidly into young men. I am afraid to blink my eyes twice. Braedon might be married. Jackson might be across the country at college studying physical therapy. I do not claim to know each of their intensely personal dreams. However, we mama’s know things in … Continue reading National Son’s Day
I know I am not the only one who gets a cold, even if it is in the chest, and thinks this too shall pass. Because I wanted relief, I went to a walk-in clinic one week ago on Saturday. Immediately, they tested me for Covid. Myself and a group of trusted prayer warriors prayed. … Continue reading When the Dr ( well, Jesus) says Rest
My heart is heavy, saturated with sadness. Miss Gabby laid her life out for all to see on social media. At the time, I can imagine her bubbles of excitement to pen her/their story, sharing once-in-a-lifetime pictures. Somewhere in her heart, Gabby was living a dream, the one with potential … that encourages us to … Continue reading Gabby Petito
It was more than metaphorical butterflies. My stomach wrenched, the movement of breath in and out of my nostrils … constricted. Academia used to be a buffet of delectable treats, a learning banquet. In my single days, I would come to the table hungry. Not so ironically, I did not know my Lord then. Academic … Continue reading When Dread Speaks
Our perceptions are sometimes off. Like when my husband was first hired as a police officer, I almost fell off my chair when he told me he would he working nights … alone. No partner, as perhaps I had seen on multiple television shows. There are some departments who do send patrol out two x … Continue reading What does Revival mean to you?
For numerous years, this question lay dormant beneath my skin cells. Like an itch that creeps but never reveals itself in a rash, this lostness did not come into the light until recent years. If you are plagued by this tormenting sense of where do you fit in, where should you be to better fit … Continue reading Where Do You Belong?
The first couple of days we spent at Rehoboth Beach. Umbrella to umbrella, people all with unique stories, lined the shrinking shore. High tide would arrive around noon. Gradually, though quite visibly, a few inches of sand would be swallowed into the ocean. The seas have lifted up, Lord, the seas have lifted up their … Continue reading The Beach in all Its Beauty