Right Next Door
I love reading other blogs, and Sparrow Watch is one of my favorites. She recently wrote a very thought-provoking and moving post, and I have been chewing on it for weeks. Here’s a taste… I will go to...
View ArticleNeed Some Perspective?
Shaun Groves is in Kenya right now with a team of people blogging for Compassion International. These pictures struck me today. Kenyan for Washing Machine Kenyan for Sink I sit here curled under a...
View ArticleSunday Selections
As I have been praying through, working through, and seeking wisdom in what it looks like to live my life full out for God, this post by Stephen Altrogge blew me away… and made me ask myself again, “Am...
View ArticleDanica Update
Monica has started a blog for updates for little Danica. Danica’s Chiari Journey They head to Cincinnati on Sunday for a another barrage on Monday, and more questions loom. My heart is breaking for...
View ArticleDanica’s Daddy
For those of you who follow my friend, Monica’s, blog about Danica, this will be familiar, but y’all, I HAD to post this. It’s a guest post from Danica’s daddy, and it is the heart of true suffering....
View ArticleA Taste of Heaven
One of the hardest things for Bri and me during the last three years has been our inability to be part of community. Chemo and radiation, recoveries from multiple surgeries, side effects of...
View ArticleSunday Selections: “Describing the Indescribable”
A friend recently sent me a link to an article called Describing the Indescribable. (The poem is a link within a link, so be sure to read the article, then download the poem.) It’s a wonderful piece...
View ArticleEncouragement for Moms
“Ministry means being “all there.” It means rejoicing that you get to show your children how to peddle a tricycle, make their bed, build good memories, and share their toys with others. You serve your...
View ArticleNovember Gratitude: Pastoring
There is house in my hometown that sits up a little incline. I love that little house, and every time we pass by I point to it and tell my Bri, “There’s their old house.” He smiles patiently and never...
View ArticleFlatlining
“I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a...
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