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Brain Tumor to Brave Leaps

The day I got 40 stitches in my leg came from chasing my twin sister. We were in the 4th grade, and her running off from me with two other neighborhood boys sent me trailing them. I charged through a sandy field, jumping ditches, and dodging cacti. At one spot, I leapt across the irrigation ditch, landing not on the other side, but in the bottom of the culvert. A dry stretch of dirt with at least a dozen lizards...

Stalking Me?

I had a stalker. She drove up in front of my house yesterday, as I arrived home. In the driveway, I waited inside my car, wondering, and pausing, glancing at the unfamiliar car that parked behind me. I thought the person in the SUV might go on, and maybe she was lost, but as soon as I stepped from my car, she came around her vehicle, to the yard, meeting me. She smiled. I stopped. We both said hello. She...

Sweaty Grandma & Mom’s Super Power

This is my Mother’s Day post … it’s long, it’s wordy, it’s worth my sharing. Life is hard. It’s not all pretty. But memories of hope can rise up through the cracks of life … take a peek. I remember my grandma on my daddy’s side of the family. She smelled of leftover soap, and her skin made you wrinkle your nose from the soured mix of sweat from the humidity. Her face shined with moisture from the damp air,...

When Breathing Stops!

You never know how much someone loves you until you stop breathing! I hesitate to share this, but I’m compelled to praise the Lord for allowing my husband to tolerate me, to love me, and to put up with me. But more than the above, I praise God for Ray’s faith, for he is rock solid! He lives his faith daily. And he loves me, period. But mostly, he serves God and wavers not in his walk or devotion or...

National Day of Prayer … Forgive me!

(Tomorrow I’ll be with pastors and leaders at The National Day of Prayer in New Boston. And I’ll pray for our media alongside others. This is what’s on my heart tonight.) My prayer: Dear Lord, I confess that I have not served you at all times in the way I should, I have not loved You with all my heart, soul, and mind at all times, either. And I have not loved my neighbors as You have loved me. Please...

Locked in Dungeon at Ten? Or was the door jammed?

Vacation when you’re ten-years old should be full of memories. Well, I have a dungeon story for you. Or so it seemed! I walked the long truck stop of a cafe toward the bathroom since we’d been stuck in the olive-green station wagon for a hundred hours or so. In those days, you apparently would let your child go to the bathroom alone, and once inside I shoved the dungeon type door closed, and twisted the metal bar that latched...

God Met the Need before I Knew …

The phone call came to me from a lady from a church office, “I’ve gotten a phone call. There’s a couple in Texarkana who need bus tickets. They’re stranded there, and we don’t know who they are, or how we might handle this. So I was wondering if you knew someone who could help them?” Now this is one of the categories without easy answers, and without concrete yes or no responses. And with me at work, and with me...

Oblivious?

Driving through the parking lot of the hotel, one known for illicit behavior and less than safe situations; I pulled my little blue car through the L-shaped lot. Men from what appeared to be work crews due to the jackets they wore and the row of construction trucks, stood drinking at the back of a pickup. They laughed and sipped on their beer, probably tired after a long day in the sun, or in the case of our weather lately,...

Best Toast in Town

  I worked in a snack bar in high school. I splattered milk shakes on the wall and on people because I forgot and/or didn’t know about the little aluminum piece to put down in the paper cups! Messy … very! I worked in the other section of the snack bar, where corn dogs and onion rings, and fried foods were served. I forgot to turn the timer on. Thus, black corn dogs will get you moved to yet, another...

Even If, Juvenile Diabetes Stays

Bart Millard shared his heart and stood on the stage in the spotlight, not as the lead singer of the Christian Band Mercy Me, but more like a dad who loves his children. He would tell of how someone offered to pray for his son who has dealt with juvenile diabetes for the past 13 years, since the age of two. Bart said he sort of got ticked off at this person who stopped what they were doing to offer...