The fruit of Faithfulness grows in abundance when we head the call of the Holy Spirit. The voice that catches us in all our unbalanced decisions. The calm in the whirlwind. The light that reveals a certain path, the path to the most Holy Place. Grab the guardrail, and join me? … More When the Fruit of Faithfulness Guides
Genesis lay open. Thin, delicate pages spread gently across my desk. The fruit of goodness cannot be studied without studying the very things that God calls ‘good’. I sit back and force my mind to stop it’s global spinning. This is not complicated. As I read through chapter 1, I see how simple it really … More Why We Need to Grab at What is Good!
Sometimes waiting is far from a useless place. Sometimes it’s the holy gift of patience in real time. Are you there? Could you be the one to gift it? … More The Fruit of Patience and Grace-Filled Waiting
Finding the happiness in the fruit of Love … More The Fruit of Love
It always takes a bit of mental sorting to write a Christmas letter. To rewind the memories of the mind. To retrace steps of a year gone by. Especially when that year held moments that fragmented the heart. However, no matter the suffering, it is always a healing balm to be able to see the … More 2017: A Year In Review
I remember the place. I even sort of remember his bearded face. And although I can still see his platform, I don’t remember the size of his audience. I remember sitting near the back, but was that by choice or necessity? I listened intently at first because his surface showcased a long list of accomplishments … More When Serving Grace Became My Saving Grace
The table held 14. It was full. There were five mother’s and one baby boy to represent mother number six whose lungs had filled just two days before with pneumonia. Some of those relationships went back forty plus years. My history with them was shorter. Only 15-20. But when heads bowed to give thanks for … More What Women Really Crave After Mother’s Day
Dear Family and Friends Everywhere! I’ve been mulling over the past year wondering how it ended already. I wonder if I’m dangerously close to standing in a blurry spot. That spot where life races and you’re head down trying to stay one step ahead, but you’re the girl in the kitchen behind the party and … More Our Family in 2016