Happy belated Thanksgiving! Ours was wonderful (!), and 3/5ths of our family gathered together to celebrate the abundance of blessings God has poured out on us this year. Those blessings far exceed the hard times… That’s why a…
I ended last week’s blog with these words: Jesus has a propensity that leans toward filling things to the full and overflowing. In fact, He seems to get great joy in doing so! Then, in faith closed with…
There are days when my mind feels totally empty of words. The night before the first session of the women’s retreat in Greece, I felt a bit like the disciples who’d fished all night and come up short. Of…
I just arrived in Tampa, Fl after 10 days in Greece, where I served at a conference for women working globally. I don’t have a compilation of places they all came from, nor the roles they play in their…
This will be a quick blog post, as I’m currently in Greece, preparing to speak at a retreat for women who are serving globally around the world. While we aren’t here to “tour,” we did arrive a day early…
A year ago, I visited Israel for the purpose of speaking at a women’s retreat. The majority of gals who attended lived in country after years of researching, filling out paperwork, and providing DNA proof of their Jewish heritage.…
I love my morning walks in every season. I’m always looking, keeping watch for God’s beauty to emerge in spectacular and new ways. He never disappoints. So, one morning, recently, I noticed a new sign had popped up on…
Every time I flip a calendar to the month of October, I can’t help but think of LM Montgomery’s famous line from Anne of Green Gables: “I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”…
I discovered a new word I’ve added to my collection: GRUNTLED Yes, it’s the opposite of DISGRUNTLED (which, of course, means discontented, dissatisfied)… All of us prefer to be GRUNTLED. And, yet…based on the last two posts – –…
Last week’s blog ran away from me. So, this week, I’m starting down the trail I began when another path opened up (ok, let’s call it what it really was – a rabbit trail…). Where I began: With foghorn-blasts…