“A person standing alone can be attacked and defeated, but two can stand back-to-back and conquer. Three are even better, for a triple-braided cord is not easily broken.” (Ecclesiastes 4:12 NLT)
Continue reading →College was drawing to a close for me. I stood on the edge of my senior year gazing into the future with wild imaginations of where I hoped my career would lead me. I loved the heartbeat of a big city. The hustle and bustle beckoned me. Buildings reaching for the sky just like my dreams. (Giveaway) (Click to Tweet) I was a journalism major with high aspirations. I was clicking out words in downtown Los Angeles as a columnist … Continue reading →
We Have A Winner! I mixed and swirled round and round and delicately sprinkled pieces into a bowl like gently falling rose petals. Pieces of paper with precious names of those who lovingly left comments on my blog or joined me as a new encourager on this journey of inspiration. With a prayer for the Lord to choose just the right one, I reached into those petals and pulled out the one chosen to receive Ann Voskamp’s book, … Continue reading →
Image from Google I knew it was coming but I couldn’t stop it. It’s that pain every mother feels. That gut-wrenching, ripping, tearing when one of her children is yanked out from her covering pinions. The culprit. Independence. A time to prove myself. A time to cut the apron strings, the hovering. The lure. Adventure. Excitement. Freedom. The reality. It takes more than just an age on a driver’s license. More than just a need to spread one’s own … Continue reading →
Time to celebrate a journey that began with feeble steps, weak knees, and cry to the Lord sort of like Moses, “I don’t think I can do this..” But the Lord said, “Follow me and trust me.” So here I am one year later, amazed at all I have learned and the many online friendships that have resulted from accepting this challenge. First of all, I knew nothing about blogging or how to set up a blog. All I … Continue reading →
Orange leaves unfurling Like a mother checking on her babes as they rest peacefully, I tiptoe out to the garden. Not wanting to disturb the hopes within me, I measure my steps to our injured, dormant citrus trees. Could there be any signs of growth, yet? I peek through left over leaves and freeze-dried branches, gazing upon my “babies” as a mother pulls back the blanket to behold her sweet one’s angel face. There I find the hope … Continue reading →
