This is a post from the archives. I’m reposting it today in honor of Mother’s Day. Our good God, Today will be littered with cards and flowers, chocolates and hugs. Today there will be no apparent end to the hand-drawn stick figures scratched in green crayon next to the almost-legible: To Mom. Today we
I have always had a sweet tooth. I love desserts of all kinds – especially ice cream. And I can eat with the best of them. One of nine children in my family of origin, I like to say that I had to hold my own at the dinner table and when dessert was served.
“It’s just not for me, I guess,” she said, shaking her head with resignation. The words fell from her mouth with a splat; they were deflated and her heart was fit to match. Between us sat an open Bible, a well-worn dictionary, two pens, and plenty of scratch paper. We were working through the Text
Our good God, Today will be littered with cards and flowers, chocolates and hugs. Today there will be no apparent end to the hand-drawn stick figures scratched in green crayon next to the almost-legible: To Mom. Today we will give thanks to You for the good gift of mothers and motherhood and to our mothers,
I sat in stubborn silence in the early hours of the morning. In the time set aside for study and prayer, I sat jaw-clenched in bed, my Bible resting in my lap just beyond my crossed arms. I had been asking God for something for months now, presenting the request faithfully and honestly on a daily
I took a deep breath and put the book down. Sitting in bed with books and my Bible sprawled around me, the clock neared 5:30am. And even in that earliest of hours I could feel the fire in my belly being stoked by the words on the page. I was a woman born with a
This post is the Part II in a mini-series on marriage. To read Part I – The Friendship of Marriage – click HERE. 2) In marriage, you chose to make your husband your first ministry. I love ministry. I really do. It’s the reason I’ll commit to twenty-six ministries in any one given season. It