Have you ever given in to panic? Boy howdy, have I. And it lead to fear-mongering in my heart and sin. Once, during a particularly vexing time when I faced an enemy of sorts, I panicked, retaliated in kind, and made a mess of things. My panic gave my “enemy” more fuel to hate me. [...]

I’m currently reading Praying for Strangers by River Jordan. What an amazing, life-changing book! In it, she writes about her offer to pray for strangers every day of the year. Some of her chance encounters are amazing, and really aren’t by “chance” as you look at them in retrospect. I like to pray for folks. [...]

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about God initiated-work and me-initiated work. I’ve written about that in this post entitled, “The Shocking Thing I Learned About Last Year.” The past few weeks, I’ve been reading through the perils and joys of Israel, all their wandering, all God’s acts, how they conquered a land, etc. And [...]

I’ve been floundering lately, feeling a bit lost and tired. I just returned from the Festival of Faith and Writing, have a week off, then will attend the Scorre Conference next week. In the midst of transition, in between projects, and living a bit on fumes, I’m hardly one to share three ways to be [...]

Today I’m thankful to have Rita A Schulte, LPC, the host of the Heartline Podcast, Consider This. You can meet her here. She brings an important word to us about God’s unending, unfailing love. May her words deeply bless you. And if this post resonates, please share it with those you love who need this [...]

I’m tickled to promote this super encouraging, life-changing program by author Cheri Gregory. It will help you develop gratitude and joy every day for a month. She gave me her helpful book and 31 laminated Scripture cards that are terrific reminders to de-grumpify and de-whine me daily. Here’s Cheri’s story about learning to become complaint-free. [...]

It was with great, great sadness that I learned Chuck Colson died this weekend. Some of you may know my connection to him (I’ve shared the story before), but in this sacred time of remembrance, I felt it important to share again. I never met Chuck Colson. Never shook his hand. Never shared a meal. [...]

Secondly, cancer could not possibly be something lovingly prepared for me by my heavenly Father that He intended for me to eat, fed to me by His own strong hand. That’s ridiculous. God wants me to continue feeling good and moving forward for His kingdom-- while He is serving me up nothing but yummy delicacies and spiritual rapture on a daily basis.

I’ve had people wonder about my past, and how I didn’t rebel in my teen years and following. One explanation is that when I met Jesus at fifteen, I was so surprised, shocked and enamored by His redemption of me (and that He wanted me), that I couldn’t imagine doing something to break His heart. [...]

Way back in the days of yore, the anon days, the days when we thought a color TV was the epitome of technology, I attended modeling school. It was one of those schools that advertised on said color TV with the slogan that read something like, “be a model … or just look like one.” [...]