Ever ask yourself, Where did my funny go? This past weekend, after three days away from home at a writers conference, I found myself on the edge: worn thin, sleep deprived, having driven too far for too long. Feeling like ‘going Tasmanian’. You know. That blathering, slobbering cartoon character spinning circles in the dust, destroying Read more…
Statistically Impossible Fingerprints of God
In order to see miracles, we must slow down to notice the statistically impossible fingerprints of God. In college, I was required to take statistics classes. I loathed them then, but am grateful for them now. They gave me eyes to see the improbable. The impossible. The miracles in the everyday. On a recent college Read more…
Permission to Retreat
I ran away with God. Gave myself permission to retreat. After so much of a lifetime spent running from, how sweet it was to simply be running to a place of quiet rest. Life is abundant these days with family, work, and friends – I am blessed. But at the end of a long season of Read more…
Breaking Free
Outside the window leaves march eastward calling an end to all things green and blooming. Yet inside something stirs. Amidst this outward season of fading glory and stealing winds new life stirs within. It calls us to remember who we are. You, who have weathered mighty storms and endured seasons of captivity, take Hope. Read more…