Count It All Joy – James 1:2-3
The last conversation I had with my mother before she died was about picking blackberries that grew wild in the […]
Hand Modeling and What to Think When your Soul Dream Dies
A hand model.
That’s what my mother wanted to be.
To shine some light but not actually be in the light. To […]
When No One Else Knows Your Story. The Real Story. Jesus Knows.
“Picture perfect!”
That’s what they said.
What they thought as their high heels and leather loafers sauntered down the chapel aisle. As […]
A Plea for the Marys and Marthas and Anyone Else Still Trying to Figure Out Who God Has Called Them to Be
“Little Turtle.”
That’s what my father called me.
It was my “handle” back in the day when we chatted up strangers through […]
