Have you ever heard someone say, “She’s just a bitter old woman.”
I have. And whenever I do, I know exactly what the person means. The image comes instantly to mind—a woman whose smile has been replaced by a scowl, whose conversations are peppered with complaints, and whose heart seems trapped in yesterday’s hurts.
I don’t want to be that woman. Read more…
I wanted a daddy who loved me—a daddy like my friend Wanda had.
He held her hand, sat her in his lap, and said her bedtime prayers with her. I wanted that.
And while I did have a father, he wasn’t that kind of daddy.
My father didn’t drink every day, but when he did, Read more…
Have you ever felt unseen or insignificant? If so, keep reading…
One summer my family and I traveled to Yellowstone Park and Jackson Hole, Wyoming. One of our goals was to see as many unusual animals as possible. For us that was anything other than a dog, cat, or bird.
During the entire trip, we were on the lookout for moose, Read more…
Have you ever wondered if God is really for you? Here’s a lesson I learned about how to view my weaknesses.
My son played on his high school basketball team when he was a teenager. We loved sitting in the bleachers and cheering him on.
At one game, I noticed a man on the home side of the court videoing the action. Read more…
Hi friends, did you know I have been writing devotions for over 25 years! So I’m changing it up a bit. Starting April, 2026, my devotions will release on the first and third Tuesdays of every month, rather than weekly. Thank you for sharing them with your friends and encouraging them to sign up! It means the world to me! Read more…
Do you remember your mom ever saying, “I’m going to have to put by foot down on this one!” When my mom said those words, I knew she meant “no means no and don’t mention it again. I’m not budging.” With those words, I knew the battle was over. I had lost.
I was surprised to learn my mom’s declaration was very biblical! Read more…
I was in college when I first eyed my husband. He was sitting on the floor at a friend’s Bible study gathering with his back against the wall, dressed in scruffy jeans and a red flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled halfway up his muscular forearms. His thick brown hair and chocolate-brown eyes left me weak in the knees.
And the best part was that this handsome hunk of a man had a tattered Bible in his lap. Read more…
The beach storm was fierce. Angry black clouds pelted watery swords toward the roaring waves that reached up with foamy fists. Sea oats and tall beach grass strained to keep the sand dunes in place. But within thirty minutes of the war of wind and waves, the sun came from the east, chased the irate clouds out to sea, and told the ocean to settle down. Read more…
When I was six years old, I skipped off to school with a new box of crayons, a Swiss-polka-dotted dress, and fresh hope that I would be smart. But first grade only confirmed my greatest fear. I was “not enough.”
As soon as my first-grade teacher held up that initial spelling flashcard, I knew I was in trouble. Read more…
I received an email from one of my subscribers, and I felt she was echoing what I’ve felt so many times. She’s given me permission to share her struggle with you.
Here’s the crux of my problem. After I gave my life to Christ, I joined a church and began reading the Bible daily. Yet, I never experienced that overwhelming feeling of change that so many others experience. Read more…