There’s this thing I do. Think too much. And sometimes? I wake myself up thinking. How is this possible? It used to be a thing I arm wrestled. But now, it feels like a gift. Because I get to sit quiet and unwrap the time, just me and Him. And sometimes He whispers things to …
My friend just sent this picture of my girl at her first high school retreat. She woke up this morning with snot dripping mightily down her throat and barely able to talk. When I was her at 15? I’d have looked for a way out of this retreat because it would have screamed intimidating to …
Truly. .the eye of the Lord is on those who fear Him; who wait for His faithful care–Psalm 33 That wait thing….that’s what grabbed me this morning as I sat out alone on the farthermost point of the school ball field, praying. I read it again. And then again. In my head and then out …
I read that in the Most Important Book and it causes a movie in my head. “He convulses the wilderness…by His voice?” I walk in His world this morning, as close to wilderness as I can get with the money and time that I have. I walk along the path already worn for me and …
I got to stay all day at my “job” yesterday. I actually stayed longer than my allotted time. If I’d had a cot I’d have stayed all night. Because when I’m not smiling, I’m praying and when I’m not praying I’m writing and when I’m not writing I’m crying and most times I’m doing them …