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. Read more…
If there’s one thing I know it’s this: Comparison is the devil’s tool that has kept many of us gals from stepping into our God-given destinies…and it’s time to stop!
You know I’ve been camping out with Moses by the burning bush for over a year while writing Take Hold of the Faith You Long For. When we meet up with Moses in Exodus chapter 3, Read more…
I was sitting on the balcony of a condominium at the beach with my computer in my lap. In the background I listened to the excited squeals and splashes as children played in the swimming pool below.
One particular little girl caught my attention. She appeared to be about six years old and wore bright yellow water wings wrapped around her arms like blood pressure cuffs. Read more…
God speaks to me in the comics. I know. That’s weird. But He does.
Pickles comic strip features an older couple named Earl and Pearl Pickles. Take a look at this one.
And there you have it! In the wise words of Earl Pickles, Read more…
I was alone, or at least I felt that way. Women huddled in happy clusters chatting about first one thing and then another. Some propped babies on their hips. Others clutched Bibles in their hands.
Most wore smiles on their faces. I wore one too. But it wasn’t a reflection of what was in my heart. The upturned lips were simply the camouflage I wore to blend in—to avoid being found out. Read more…
Last night was the end of March Madness when the UNC Tar Heels lost to the Villanova Wildcats by two points in the NCAA men’s basketball championship game. (If I were you, I might stop reading right now, but don’t. Keep going.)
I’m not much of a sports fan, even though I attended the University of Chapel Hill. Read more…
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 we would find. Read more…
Have you ever been in a situation when you felt God calling your name to a particular task, and at the same time you felt that He had the wrong person for the job?
That’ exactly how Moses felt when God called him to lead the Israelites out of Egypt and into the Promised Land. He cried out, Read more…