I was told to expect 250. Far fewer came. More than I could count on two hands... but not much more. The precise number You had hand-picked to be there, Lord. The perfect number. The event organizer came to me as we were about to start. Concern and disappointment lined her face. I couldn't help...
When did we first meet, Lord? Six years ago? He and his wife bought a nearby home. Snowbirds escaping the cold north for a few months each year. Until sickness and other maladies kept them away. We took full advantage of their early winters here. It didn't take long for his wife and I to...
It was one of those once-in-a-lifetime Divine Appointments. No human being could orchestrate it. No "blind luck" or "coincidence" could explain it. And, by Your Grace, Lord... it happened to me. My husband and I were traveling over the holidays. Flying from state-to-state on a Christmas "tour" designed to reconnect us with beloved family in...
I'm enjoying the rhythm of these Son-days, Lord. Reflecting on our Adventures together during the past week. Thanking You for each Encounter that filled my cup to overflowing! Like this one... I met her for the first time a few days ago. On my front porch. She was there to help one of my neighbors....
I didn't know the answer to that question for more than half of my life. I was terminally broken. And the pain of it all was almost more than I could bear. Almost. I came to very brink of life. That place where I believed I could kill my pain by killing myself. I didn't...
It's been awhile since I have posted here. I've been spending most of my time posting online encouragements to my Book Launch Team for Victory in The Valley. I have also been praying about the ways the Lord is leading me to transform my future postings here. I'm EXCITED about His plan! More on all...
Part 1 of this post recounts that famous motto, "Fake it until you make it." And the spiritual seeking of one son who has become embroiled in a cult... transforming him into someone his own family doesn't recognize. His voice and his countenance have changed... as if he has become a different person. What does...
You have been speaking to me a lot about Victory, Lord. Inviting me to believe that Victory is possible in every Valley... even if the Valley doesn't change. Thanks to You, Lord... only You. Is that why You had me write Victory in The Valley? Is that also why I am troubled by what I've heard many...
Of course it did, Lord. It had to be the BP station... because it was a Blessing that was Providential... Beautiful + Powerful! :) We had stopped there to fill up our gas can. Our car tank was full, but our lawnmower was thirsty. My Honey asked me to go inside with our only cash...
Tears come in all "shapes" and sizes... don't they, Lord? At least the ones I have cried. The ones You had me describe, in the precious book You blessed me to write: "Sometimes our Valleys are such that crying is not just inevitable, it is altogether fitting and appropriate. To deny our Grief Tears and...
