An Angel Among Us

Meet my friend Bethany Grace.  She is 8 years old but she knew from the age of 4 she wanted to play the harp.  I asked to hear her story and in a letter she wrote me she said “I was 4 years old when I heard my teacher play the harp and I fell…

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Suddenly…Without Warning

This photo is a perfect reflection of a monumental situation which requires an immediate change of direction.  There are times when God allows the rock to fall.  Could it be as protection from what is on the other side?  Could it be a BIG sign for those of us who are a bit slow to…

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Five Smooth Stones

God indulges my adventuresome spirit by guiding me to His word through some breath-taking twists and turns.  “Something” made me look up a passage that was referenced in a list called “Keys to Cultivating Breakthrough.”  Point number 1 – Keep God first.  The scripture sent me on a wild goose chase to discover daring courage,…

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The Purse

Esther sent an email to her prayer warriors that went something like this, “Ladies, will you join me for breakfast at Panera tomorrow, my treat.  In exchange for egg souffles with milk and honey lattes, I seek your advice on how to do battle with the Devil.” well fed for such a time as this…

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NJ’s Story of God’s Blessing and Healing

NJ is a 38 year old wife and mother of six.  Yes 6.  They range in age from 29 to 8. When I was a professional guardian in Florida, I hired NJ as a caregiver for some of my elderly clients.  NJ was working on her nursing degree when she worked for me.  She also…

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But By The Grace of God, I Could be YOU

My week off work starts with lunch with a friend.  Suzy Q and I live a stone’s throw from each other geographically.  We met at church.  She is everything I am not.  She has a husband and children.  She says she attempted to do things the way God intended.  I surely did not.  But I…

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Celebrating 60

Two days ago Facebook reminded me a year ago I had the first fire of the season.  The Christmas issue of Cowboys and Indians had just arrived in my mailbox.  Wrapped up in a western fleece blanket made by a friend and sipping a hot toddy, I enjoyed that fire letting time stand still and…

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Left Undone

Mom has never been one to give a hug or say she loves me.  I know she does, but these outward demonstrations are not her love language..that is until of late.  She has seen the trials I have endured in my job caring for people with developmental disabilities.  Between the 4th of July and Labor Day…

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Journals of Faith

My devotional time with God has taken on a creative aspect. Having discovered some stunning journals called Paper Blanks, I am now writing out my favorite scriptures, prayers, and miracles. They are categorized in a variety of ways with a different journal for each. Years ago, I was presented with the most beautiful journal as…

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The Furnance of Affliction

James has spent time with me telling me what he meant when he said “Consider it pure joy when you face trials of every kind.”  Many have asked how things are going as they notice I have been unusually quiet. While I generally relay exactly what happened and then share the lessons learned, in this…

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