Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful. Luke 6:36 "What? No way. You didn't!" My pace quickened as bits and pieces of package wrappings and boxes appeared strewn on the floor at the top of the stairs. Half an hour earlier I had returned home from a quick trip to the grocery store. Upon … Continue reading Anyway Love
As I was standing at his bedside holding his hand, I spoke words of encouragement. It would be a short time before he would shed his earthly body and rid himself of the darkness which had cloaked him his entire life.
Breath on Paper small group is taking a break between semesters. We'll be back June 12th. “I learned that beneath my goody two shoes lie some very dark socks.” I laughed out loud when I read that quote, attributed to a mere cartoon character, but it resonated with me. Throughout my early years, my little … Continue reading Goody Two Shoes
Breath on Paper small group is taking a break between semesters. For the next few weeks we will take advantage of a little time off, we hope you enjoy revisiting our favorites. We'll be back June 12th. I hold the Guinness World Record for carrying the heaviest weight for the longest time. True story ... sort of. … Continue reading Bag Lady No More
There was an exorcism in my car. A real, live exorcism. I'm not making it up. I was there. And it was real. My thoughts had carried me several hundred miles along the interstate as I was heading home. The euphoria of a wonderful holiday spent with family quietly drifted into the book of memories … Continue reading Freedom by the Dashboard Light
"Shut the door! You're going to let the flies in!" With the screened back door constantly slamming behind us as we were in and out playing with friends during the warm summer months, Mom was always reminding us to keep the door shut because she didn't want the pesky winged insects buzzing around indoors. When … Continue reading Shut the door; let Him in
I wasn't watching where I was going and I got smacked across the head with a 2x4. But it was exactly what I needed to knock some sense into the 3-pound brain nestled inside my head that had shriveled to the size of a pea. For several days I have been wallowing in discouragement. I … Continue reading How About Them Apples?