Bible. Faith. Life.
Bible. Faith. Life.
goodness of God, treasure hunt
I heard Jesus was back in town, But I didn’t want to go. I was just so confused and hurt when he didn’t heal my Lazarus I didn’t want my face to show. How could I commune with the One Who could’ve taken her pain away? Who told me this sickness would not end in death? Who told …
Bite of Bread, faith, treasure hunt
He was my favorite toy at the time. His name was Andy. Raggedy Andy to be exact. My mom made him and Raggedy Ann the theme of my bedroom. I had a toy chest with their pictures on the front, and she decoupaged fabric cut outs onto my window shades. My room was so cool. I loved Raggedy …
Bite of Bread
My voice lacks volume. It’s like it’s turned down, and I can’t adjust the knob, not much anyway. Some days it’s worse than others. When my kids were little, I could never yell loud enough for my sons to hear me call them back into the house for supper. After three or four attempts I’d have to find my daughter …
Bite of Bread, prayer, trusting God
Hurricane Irma is battering Southern Florida as I type. I check in with my daughter every few hours to see how she is doing at her in-laws house in Ft. Lauderdale. It does a mama’s heart good to read her text. I’ve prayed for the storm to die. For the winds to calm and it’s strength to dissipate. But …
Bite of Bread, Trust, Uncategorized
I could hear her tears as she told me her frustrations and fears. I held the phone close to my ear straining to hear every word, and I silently prayed to God to grant me the right answer to her questions. I wanted to fix it. That’s what we do, isn’t it? We want to fix the problems. But sometimes …
