If miracles could be understood, would they be miraculous? I mean, Jesus asks the disciples for food to feed the five thousand people who had been listening to him speak and all the disciples could come up with was 5 loaves of bread and 2 small fish. Basically a can…
This post is going up later today than I anticipated. You see, I bought a couple books on Saturday, one of them is “The Circlemaker” by Mark Batterson and instead of writing last night, I started reading it. I’d heard so much about this book that it seemed that God…
Today I am excited to tell you about a book adventure I’ve been travelling with an author I greatly admire, Mary DeMuth. Â Mary’s new book, Everything, hits the market in October but I have the awesome privilege of being a part of her launch team-what a spectacular group of…
One of the reasons I love blogging is because of all the wonderful people God crosses paths with mine. People I might not get to meet otherwise. Â They live in other states…or even other countries, at times. My friend, Gina, writes with me on the contributing team at RooMag. Â She…
This week we’ve been trying to soak up as much sun and pool time as we can. So difficult to believe that school starts back in two weeks! Aghhh! Sorry I screamed in your ear. The pool has been beckoning me; the kids have felt the call too. Taking the…
Morning ya’ll.  I’ve been singing Mandisa’s Good Morning song since Saturday morning Women of Faith. You should try it, extremely contagious. 🙂 Today I have the privilege of writing for Candace Cameron Bure’s ezine, Roomag. Love the contributing team over there! The beginning of my article there begins a little…
Suburban living has its perks, no doubt, but I lived my life from birth to age 17 in a house on the hillside. Â The country town where I grew up has a population of about 2,000, including the suburbs. Â Only there they aren’t called “suburbs.” Â They’re called “hollers.” Â That means…
Two weeks each summer, the blackberries ripen and grace the fields and woods with their delicious aroma at my dad’s farm. You see, the blackberries are wild; no one plants them. We’re just blessed enough that God grows them there. Pretty cool, huh? There is one problem though. That little…
Today I’m at The Better Mom talking about where our supermom strength comes from.  Hope you’ll stop over there and read! He looked right at me with clear green eyes, thumb in his mouth. The cutest little boy I’ve seen since my own boys were about his age.  Ok, I’m…
Hearts were never intended to be nestled beneath the coat of bones and skin they wear.  As if the physical cover is not enough, we bury our hearts further with walls of protection.  Layering coat after coat to insure full security.  While our physical hearts were created to pump blood through…
Morning! Take a peek at some encouraging words at Candace Cameron’s Roomag today.  The article begins like this: I’ve been sitting here for a few hours, occasionally staring at the fireplace across the room from me. Working away, I felt compelled to glance back up and wonder at the amount…
photo credit Yesterday I ran to the store to pick up that one ingredient we just “had to have.” Â I was shocked at the number of people doing a full-blown shopping trip on the holiday. Â I was hoping for a “run-in, run-out” kind of trip…and folks all around me were…
