Under Pressure

Under Pressure

           They were arrested and taken in for questioning. “Is it true that you’ve been teaching crazy things about a man who rose from the dead?” They could not deny it; they had been telling all who would listen about their risen Savior. What they couldn’t understand is why the rulers got mad over a crippled man. The day before they met a homeless man…

Life’s Little Surprises

Life’s Little Surprises

Saturday night I received a message telling me that church would be delayed due to icy roads. Translation – Extra Sleep! After a long night’s sleep (which is pretty rare for me), I woke up Sunday morning, smiling inside because of the extra rest. Just as I started to climb out of bed, my bedroom door burst open with my favorite teenager standing there grinning ear to…

A Love Song

I am blessed with the greatest fiance for so many reasons. I could go on and on about why I love him so much, but I’ll spare you. I do want to say that Jeff is a great singer and songwriter, and I’ve been so blessed by the songs he’s written for me. When he sings to me, I feel so special, so loved. I’ve posted one…

Single Parenting

Single Parenting

Everyone knows that being a single parent is tough, but unless you’ve lived it, you really have no idea just how much pressure single parents feel. Many single parents fall into one of two categories:  the victim or the superhero.  I’ve met single parents who continually play the “victim” card. They believe that life has dealt them a bum hand (and for many it has),…

2013 — Year of Jubilee

This month marks the seventh year anniversary of Michael’s death. In the Bible, the seventh year was often known as the Year of Jubilee. Many indentured servants were granted their freedom in the seventh year. Many Israelites were forgiven of their debts in the Year of Jubilee, and landowners gave their land rest from farming in the seventh year. The seventh year was a time…

Waiting…

As children, we would count the number of days till Christmas. It couldn’t come quick enough. I can remember rushing to bed on Christmas Eve so that Santa could come. On Christmas morning, my brother and I would wake up super early to see what gifts Santa had left. My parents would often tell us to go back to bed because it was too early….