Rest time is not waste time. It is economy to gather fresh strength… It is wisdom to take occasional furlough. In the long run, we shall do more by sometimes doing less.
My mom let some insecure words slip through the phone line the other day. She shared her sense of insufficiency as she wondered what words to offer her friend—one whose doctor recently said he thought her cancer had progressed.
The other day, I reached for a handful of Kleenex for a friend when her tears were the only things I could wipe away.
Asking Questions For the new year, Andy and I committed to read daily devotions from our iPad’s YouVersion Bible app. After, we cover the chapter associated with that verse and spend a few minutes sharing our thoughts.
Last Friday, we sat crowded in the doctor’s office beneath white lights and the weight of a new cancer diagnosis. My in-laws, husband and I waited for the doctor to arrive and deliver my father-in-law’s pathology report.
The Commotion of Christmas While Sunday, November 29, starts the Advent season, the world around me tries to tell me otherwise.
This post was written several weeks ago, as my husband and I prepared for our mission trip to Campur, Guatemala. My husband and I were just friends, eleven years ago, when we sat across the picnic table from each other at the ice cream parlor.