Today, I dropped my daughter off to school with track forms in hand. So excited to try her "hand" at running, she woke up early this morning and made everyone omelets. I love my sweet daughter, my first-born. Born in the very early days of my adulthood, virtually a child myself, my Ariel birthed me …
Unsung Women
Stunned. Emotions. Who is she? Where is she now? What is her name? Where did she go? Did she know that her sacrificial act of befriending a neighbor would affect so many? Did she fight when she heard God's voice? Did she feel inadequate? Did she say, "My ministry is in the home, not sharing …
God of all comfort
Comfort. It is a word that draws many mental images. I imagine "The comfort of my own home" in my jammies, or some may imagine something totally different like Southern Comfort. I have very comfortable slippers I got for Christmas and yoga pants, whose comfort zap the productivity right out of me. Last night I …
