My mother, sister, and I have scratched our heads a little bit and laughed together about some of my father’s perculiarities since his life-threatening hemorrhagic stroke seven years ago. I think he’d always had a little bit of an obsessive-compulsive...
Whenever I talk about faith and healing with students, I remind them that God uses a variety of means to accomplish healing and that healing itself can be of many types. God certainly uses the miraculous processes within our bodies that He designed and crafted into...
My husband serves on the board of a local agency that promotes and provides educational opportunities for preschool children. He’s been telling me for some time about the studies on how children who are read to from a young age develop language and reasoning...
The spring ritual of filling pots with colorful flowers was mostly accomplished this weekend. With each plant selected I was thinking of my grandmothers and mother, their yards, the care they gave to them. It’s funny how smells like potting soil and flower...
In my last post, I had written about the necessity of learning to feed ourselves, spiritually. This devotional arrived in my box this week from The Master’s Business wirter, Lorraine Ezell. She details a couple of types of spiritual malnutrition. I agree with...
This week I was having a one-on-one session on discipleship with one of our recovery program student interns. She is working an evening shift at the mission shelter and isn’t able to attend the Monday evening class. It was a good session. I shared with her...
My husband, Bill, has dubbed me a turtle conservationist. I carry a plastic pad in the back of my SUV so that I can rescue errant turtles that make their way onto the roadways around our area. I’ve rescued some big ones and some small ones. Once a toddler...
When people change their email addresses or change service providers, they may send out a “test” message. They want to make sure that their messages are coming through, that they are still connected to others. The perception of the internet seems to be...
Recently, I was visiting with a woman about her spiritual growth. She expressed grief over how, in spite of her faith in God, she had repeatedly relapsed in her alcohol addiction. As we talked about her spiritual life, something occurred to me and I shared with her...
From Friday mid-afternoon to Saturday evening, I drove for 16 hours, with a night’s sleep and several stops for food along the way to delivering grandchildren back to their parent’s care. The drive was mostly up Interstate 65 through the state of Alabama...
