Recently my husband saw some people put their heart into their work, and he wanted to reward them for their hard work. He had mentioned it to me off-hand here and there, and while I was listening, I wasn't taking it to heart as important for me. That is until he started asking for help. When I saw that he was asking me to get involved, my ears were 100% tuned toward his goal. He explained to me his vision, I asked clarifying questions, we weighed the pros and cons of various

Hello, dear readers! Over the years, I've shared many insights, lessons, and bits of my heart with you. But there's one thing I haven't talked about nearly enough: my own writing. Unless you've wandered around my website like an adventurous explorer, you may not even know that I'm an author! I write children's fiction and adult fantasy. I've dabbled in poetry, narratives, and short stories, but fiction is where I feel most at home. It's where my imagination gets to stretch it

The inevitable spring cleaning hit me today. However, because I didn't know I could remove my windows from the opening, this spring cleaning was 15 years overdue. Gross! It took some maneuvering to figure out how they fit in perfectly, and how to hold them so I didn't drop them, but I managed. Once I removed them all, I noticed that some of them had mud caked in the grooves on top. I knew it had something to do with bugs, so I called my 12 year old to help me identify them. A

It was late at night, at least the sun had gone down, so it was dark. There were no other cars around, but I approached a stop light for a construction zone. It had been reduced to one lane. I sat there, singing along to the music in my vehicle, and waited. And waited, ...and waited, ...and waited. What am I waiting for? For a brief second, I wondered if maybe it was broken and I should drive ahead. Hmm...am I still supposed to be here? This seems awful

If you have ever gone on an airplane, whether a commercial jet or on a smaller one like with my father-in-love, you know that the view from above can be spectacular. You're a thousand miles above everyone and everything. It all looks so small in comparison. The feeling is incredible. You have the unique privilege to see in a way that nobody else can see at that moment. I recently had that privilege when our friend took us over Niagara Falls for our son's birthday. While we we

Have you forgotten? We used to have so much fun. We spent whole days together. Come, take My hand and let’s do things. I want to dig in the sand and build castles with you. I want to lay in the warm grass and hear what you see in the clouds. I want to carry you on My shoulders and make you feel tall. I want to watch you fly a kite and see your smile stretch from ear-to-ear. I want to hold you in My arms as we watch the sun go down at the beach. I want to explore a mountai

I don't know what things are like where you are, but for me, it's still winter. It's a hard winter too. I won't complain, because the Bible actually tells us not to do so. ("Do everything without complaining or arguing." Philippians 2:14 ICB) This morning, while waiting for a bus in the bitter cold, I huddled in the shelter where you can sit down. I didn't do that, because I knew the metal seats would freeze my bum. ; ) However, I did see an electronic space heater. You push

Ecclesiastes 1:1-8 "Everything is meaningless," says the Teacher, "completely meaningless!" What do people get for all their hard work under the sun? Generations come and generations go, but the earth never changes. The sun rises and the sun sets, then hurries around to rise again. The wind blows south, and then turns north. Around and around it goes, blowing in circles. Rivers run into the sea, but the sea is never full. Then the water returns again to the rivers and flows o

My breath catches, not from cold, but the sight. The world is dusted in white feathers. A mysterious moisture fills the air Jack teased the water vapor into crystals, which landed on the trees Now they're covered in feathers, as if wearing a coat The sun peeks the curious sight It wakes, and becomes mischievous Poking them with its rays, it coaxes them to fall As hundreds release their grip, a magical sight A flurry of fairy wings fall from the sky My breath again catches at

I don't know about you, but this time of year feels a bit like losing your mind. We're supposed to have it altogether so that we can have a perfect Christmas. What does that even mean? What is a "perfect Christmas"? Does it mean that we gather with all our family and best friends? Is it eating all the delicious food and collapsing in a food coma? Is it giving to charities? Is it observing fun traditions like looking at the neighborhood lights? What does a perfect Christmas me

I don't want to be here, God. Look around. See the people through My eyes. I really don't want to see what they're dealing with. They also don't want to be here. Don't you think they have better things they could do? Yeah, probably. I mean, doesn't everybody? The parents here with a fussy child, the older gentleman that's cranky because he feels they don't take him more seriously, the woman with diabetes that's been here for hours, they all don't want to be here. I don't know

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