Coming Unglued

I want to give you just the right words.  Ones that will fill your cup, that will stick to your insides as you swallow gulps of hope and inspiration.  I want to be a light in your life, not just another sad story.  I want to be strong, but somehow that word --strong --has become... Continue Reading →

How’s Your Hope Meter?

As a chronic illness warrior, plans are scary.  It's hard to plan for the future, whether it be a couple hours from now or in a few weeks, when you live with an unpredictable health condition. I am a planner by nature and thrive on knowing what to expect.  Nothing makes me feel more productive... Continue Reading →

Not Even Kidding

This evening I refereed a squabble that involved a pepperoni roll to the eye.  Not even kidding. If my daughters don't stop bickering, I'm going to need strong meds and a padded room. As we left our evening church service today, I overflowed with the power of the Easter message.  Our three pastors delivered an... Continue Reading →

I Get To

Most of us want to make a difference in this world.  We hope to leave it a bit better than we received it, but at the end of each day, we wonder if we are making any kind of impact at all.  We desire something drastic, a tsunami of change. As a teacher for 15... Continue Reading →

As One, For One

When the youth pastor said, “If you're comfortable, Jena, let us lay our hands on you and pray for God to heal you.” What the... what?  My stomach flipped and my heart raced.  Fear enveloped me.  All of those people circling around me?  All of these kids focusing on me? I’m more of a behind... Continue Reading →

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