I was hiking with my friend in the middle of the desert, wondering why on earth I had agreed to it. The temperature was 104 degrees and the sweat was pooling in my socks. We climbed up rocks, walked over long stretches of hard dirt, and felt the sun beat down on our backs. She… Continue reading On a Path I Never Would’ve Chosen

This morning when checking my email, I found one from my grandmother about Hallmark channel's "Jingle in July." For those of you who have not ever enjoyed a Hallmark Christmas film, this is a summer excuse for Christmas lovers around the world to forget that it's the dead of summer, curl up on the couch,… Continue reading Tidings of Comfort & Joy

Every church has the names most often heard from the pulpit in the organization of events. We have the woman known for her teaching abilities, the woman known for her musical gifts, the woman known for her special touch with little ones, and the woman known for her hosting, and the woman known for her… Continue reading The Woman in the Shadows

Imagine you are a middle aged woman living in Holland on the brink of World War II. Each day, the radio brings news of yet another series a catastrophic political events. Uncertainty is the air people breathe, fear the pillow on which they wake and drift off to sleep on. The world seems as if… Continue reading What We Need to Know

Yesterday, I allowed myself to take a trip with nostalgia back to a day that is now a mere memory. I could smell the dogwood flowers blooming, feel the creaky wooden swing holding up my frame, and feel the wind rustle through the trees onto the porch and through my hair. I was fifteen years… Continue reading Not Even His Shadows

When I was a little girl and the thunder would crash outside my window rattling the panes and wooden shutters, I would pull my covers up over my head, tightly squeeze my eyes shut and try to imagine that it wasn't storming. I hated night and I hated storms, and both were closing in around… Continue reading Jesus Loves Me, This I Know

I was suppose to be at my Mimi's house tonight. My Aunt and Momma would be leaning on the counter in the kitchen talking about their kids. My Dad and Uncle would be in the living room with my brothers and sisters and cousin catching up and laughing. My Mimi and Nana would be laying… Continue reading What Isn’t Can’t Change What Is

The door bell rang yesterday afternoon, which startled me, because as with most of you I'm certain, it's been weeks since anyone came over. On the front step, there was a package addressed to me. I didn't remember ordering anything or winning any giveaways, so I was puzzled. When I opened the box (after Clorox… Continue reading I Love You From Over Here