I’m in the middle of a trial. Not a jury and judge trial, but the kind you’re supposed to “count it all joy” and be thankful for. Being thankful for hardship seems a little on the crazy side and not
“What? God doesn’t want the best for me?” I don’t remember what started the conversation or even what followed. All I remember is when my husband said something that stopped me in my argumentative tracks. He said God’s greatest desire
I’m embarrassed to share this, but I sometimes have questions. Faith questions. The big world overwhelms me, and I melt under the noise of thousands upon thousands who seem to not even notice their creator. The masses move with certainty,
I wanted St. Peter’s to go all the way. Of course, I’d never heard of the school before March Madness began. I caught their unexpected victory over Kentucky and couldn’t help but pull for the little commuter school in Jersey
I’ve been wondering if I’ve gotten this warrior thing all wrong. Maybe putting up a good fight and not running away at first blood isn’t the goal. Could it be I’ve twisted my concept of what a warrior should look
This month’s story of the month illustrates how some fall away from their beliefs and stay away because of their own stubbornness to see the truth. The setting is a military base, but the war is not with flesh blood.
Eavesdropping for the Stories My eavesdropping landed me in an angry position the other day. And yes, I listen in on conversations. Is it rude? I suppose it could be. The way I see it, though, if you’re in a
– Life, Faith, Love, and the best is yet to come! I’ve been thinking about life lately. Well, maybe that’s not accurate. It’s actually death I’ve been taking sideways glances at. Death. It’s right there, and yet we hardly talk
If you’re going to be a warrior, you’re going to need to know how to move your bed. My first week of warriorhood has been less than stellar. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not rethinking my word for the year.
If I’m going to learn to stop freaking out over every little thing, I need to get a plan. I forgot the rolls for Christmas dinner. I’ve never done that before. It wasn’t like I forgot the turkey or