I stayed up late last night, balancing our accounts. I rarely do that anymore…but…(sigh)…I was three months behind (another, sigh)… So, it got me thinking about how life used to be…when I was in my first 2/3’s of LiViNg.…
Plans are nothing; planning is indispensable. -Dwight D. Eisenhower- I can testify to the truth of President Eisenhower’s words. As mentioned, a few weeks back, Bay and I traveled to England, primarily staying in Essex during our two week stint.…
Here’s the thing about dreams (if you didn’t read last week’s blog, you might, before jumping in here)… We all have them. In fact, God ordains many of them. As previously mentioned, our belief should always be in the…
I’ve been pondering dreaming. As in imagination. Of course, Walt Disney is famous for this little melody that oft pops into my head, “A dream is a wish your heart makes, when you’re fast asleep…” The catch is that…
It had been a while since I was handed an invitation… but it came again on a dreary morning this week. The first time, I took up the offer with no expectations, and was gloriously surprised at the romance…
Recently I returned from speaking at a women’s conference. The gals had chosen “Livin’ Loved” as their theme, with Ephesians 3:17-18 as their key passage. I pray that Christ will live in your hearts by faith and that your…
Psalm 88. Have you read it recently? If you have, you’ve probably passed over it fairly quickly, as I have done most times I’ve read it. I’m not sure there’s a more depressing Psalm in all of Scripture. The…
This is the verse that caught my eye this morning… There are days, and this is one of them, when I think, “Yeah, right!” This verse is so not me. Not, in any way. I look at the deeper…
He HAS risen! What a blessed morning. My heart is full. Earth exploded on this morning so many years ago, as Jesus burst forth from the tomb. The cross was not the end all. A tomb wouldn’t hold Him…
Lent Day 46. By the time, Saturday rolled around, I’m sure Jesus-followers were wondering if life would ever be normal again. Grief does that. So does fear. Top that with doubts and questions and mocking-voices-in-the-head, and it’s no wonder…