Your Hands
Bill Perry update.
Please pray... My sister will be daily updating on my Dad's condition. For you who don't know my Dad was is a very serious car accident. God has been meeting us every step of the way. We are grateful but we still need a miracle for my dad!
A Single Challenge
"It's wicked to throw away all your other gifts because you can't have one" — Little Women On long road trips, I like to listen to audiobooks. It has become a tradition that I listen to Little Women at least once. I grew up watching the movie dozens of times. Since I...
The Four Frightful F’s
There are “The Four F’s” for blogs, photography, life, relationships, you name it. I got to thinking of the F’s that often come to my mind: Failure, (not) Fitting in, Fear, and Feelings. I’m sure I could list more, but these are some of the F’s that I wrestle with....
My Mom
Last Mother’s Day I had just arrived in Switzerland. I specifically remember taking pictures and sending them to my Mom and sisters as I wished them a Happy Mother's Day. Little did I know, in a matter of a few days, it would be my mother that I needed to help me get...
The Ultimate Mosaic
Your deepest wound could be your greatest gift! I found myself actually thanking God for the ones who left me wounded. Those wounds and the ones who left me wounded, actually expanded my heart. I never knew I could feel so much. I never knew I could hurt so deeply. I...
You Are Not Enough…
About a week ago, I got in my car and headed to the bank. On my way there, I was having a conversation in my head, half praying, half talking. “God, If you just open this door, I'll be happy. That’s all I want” Before I go on, I am ashamed to admit this, but I felt...
Demolishing & Rebuilding Our Comfort Zones
I was comfortable behind the computer responding to messages from people who wrote in. That was what I was hired to do until the opportunity to go to Africa came into the picture. I thought for sure the rest of the team would go, and I would remain back to “hold down...
You Matter
I woke up this morning only to see the headline: “Aaron Hernandez, a former NFL player, found dead in prison cell” Part of me wishes I could have visited him last night. I wish I could have asked him how he was holding up. I wish I could have listened to his...
The Beckoning for Reckoning
Thinking about it was driving me mad. The question of “why” haunted me like the Black Plague. “What did I do?”, “How could this happen?” The questions were numerous and the answers were nil. I couldn't take it anymore. I told myself that instead of...
