I’m posting over at Proverbs 31 Ministries today, and I thought you might be blessed by this too. With Father’s Day just a few days away, I want you to know this…no matter what your relationship with your earthly father is or was like, you have a Daddy who loves you! I hugged my pink stuffed poodle to my chest. …
My son and I sat on the floor in his room playing Rummy. We had just a few minutes before rushing off to register for his summer swim class and wanted to get in one more round of play. This summer was proving to be the best ever. Our Golden Retriever, Ginger, had just delivered seven adorable puppies, Steven was …
There it was.
Carved in wood.
The evidence could not be denied.
Anna dropped her kids off at school and then went home to clean up a bit. She removed a hairbrush, school papers and yesterday’s jewelry from her dresser. And there it was. She couldn’t believe her eyes.
A nail. And a name. L-i-l-l-i-a-n … carved into the top of her dresser’s walnut surface.
Seven-year-old L-i-l-l-i-a-n hadn’t even bothered to hide the weapon used to commit the crime. The nail lay just where she had left it. Right on the dresser by her name.
I’m a guest on Kathi Lipp’s Clutter Free Podcast today. Click here to listen in on our conversation about Enough and to download a free gift I’m offering her listeners. I’m also sharing over at Proverbs 31 today. I thought I’d share this poignant moment with you too. You might want to grab a tissue. “Mommy, Mommy,” Steven cried. “Don’t let them …
I often think of my life like a story God is writing…and so is yours. And to be honest, some parts of the story I don’t really like. If it were up to me, I would have written some of it differently. My second child would not have died, and I would have a daughter who would be 26 years …
He sat behind me in the Boeing headed west. Perhaps “sat” is not the right word. He didn’t speak, but I felt him rummaging about. Occasional kicks and pushes against the back of my seat let me know he was there. Little boy noises. Restless, “get me out of here” stirrings. And then I saw fingers. Five little feelers exploring …
My friend Bonnie and I followed the GPS along winding back roads of Lancaster, Pennsylvania. I had been speaking at an event in the area, and felt drawn to this place I’d come to know as Amish Grace. Horse-drawn buggies with bearded drivers clippitty-clopped in front of us as if it were just another day. My stomach churned wondering what …
Wow, I can’t believe it’s already mid-January. I hope you’ve been refreshed and revived with the start of a New Year. I love the word, “new”. Don’t you? Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come~ 2 Corinthians 5:17 ESV Today, I’m praising God for the newness …
I sat on my screened-in porch, taken aback with the beauty of the morning surrounding me. A layer of mist rose from the serene waters of the lake and hovered just above the surface. Rays of light slanting in from the east elongated shadows that all too soon would stand at attention in the noonday sun. Pampas grass plumes praised …
Yesterday I blogged over at Ann Voskamp’s A Holy Experience. I thought you might enjoy the post. I hope you feel as loved as you are. She was beautiful. She was bright. And she was mad at God. I sat across the table picking at a salad and trying to digest Jan’s words. Her startlingly teal eyes were tinted with …