The Faces I Cannot Forget

***This is dedicated to the Iraqi family I met in Jordan almost a year ago, and to all the refugees scattered all over the world… I attempted to write a poem about your suffering …  Then I realized…. I don’t know what it’s like… I...

The Sustainer

So many things can happen in a single day: a wedding, a birth, a death, a terrorist attack, a promotion, or a life altering injury. The list goes on… Each event, each season we walk through can be similar to another person’s, but for each person it is unique. My...

A Suffering Servant — A Life Well Lived 

Life is so unpredictable. Two weekends ago, I was at a wedding, celebrating with one of my girl friends. This past weekend, I was at a memorial service for a beloved family friend. Isn’t that life, though? In an instant, everything can change. You could meet the one...

Who Are We Behind Our Scars?

This question popped into my head as I sat eating lunch after having a few conversations with people who had been scarred. Who are we behind the scars? We all have scars. We all have wounds. How those scars got there varies, but regardless of how we all have scars....

Cleaning with Tears

It was Friday, April 29th and I was texting my dear friend, Kristi. She told me she was going to the Beth Moore conference that night and the next day. “Oh, I wanted to go to that” I said  Kristi responded, “I have an extra ticket. You can have it” So, the next...