Think back to a time in your life when things were just plain hard. Do you remember being in a bit of a fog? With any traumatic event, I would say this “fog” is something that is to be expected, though I did not see it coming. I’ve heard it said that being under anesthesia,…
At our church service Sunday night, the pastor read through the changes our church had experienced. Loss of life, yet also bringing about of new life too. It created a mental picture in my head of how God is constantly in the business of redeeming His creation, through each one of us. Each one of…
I can easily get in the habit of scrolling through Facebook during the wee hours of the morning, rocking Mazy back to sleep after she wet through. It’s the simplest of tasks – a simple thumb movement, as my eyes take note of what is going on in the lives of those around me. My…
Roads blanketed in snow, hands sweaty gripping the steering wheel. Eyes locked on the tail lights ahead of me, but my ears attuned to what the radio host just asked the listeners, myself, to consider. What is one word that would describe my year? Challenge accepted. I could not help but ponder the question that…
This Christmas will always be etched in my heart. When I think about what Christ’s birth has done to my life, I realize that it was his birth, death, and resurrection that gave me hope, while lying on that operating table. It was those very events that played through my mind, wondering if they would…
You know “the cry.” That certain cry that is belted out after your child stubs their toe, scrapes their knee, or runs into the corner of the table. The tender-loving care we offer at that moment, well, in their eyes, nothing can compare. All they need is YOU. Isn’t it amazing what a bandaid or…
