“To have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part…” Back in 1981 on a rainy day in Wichita, Kansas my husband and […]
Tag: spiritual journey
The View At The Top
By night’s end, my fitness watch logged 8242 steps and 36 flights of stairs. The powerlifting team received an incredible gift: an overnight stay at Caves Branch Jungle Lodge. This lodge is the ultimate definition of rustic luxury. Climbing up to the treehouse was arduous, […]
Be Still and Know!
Thirty minutes. That’s how long I had to lie motionless inside the MRI machine. Excruciating pain radiated from my shoulder, down my bicep, and into my hand. All I could do was breathe and pray. One deep cleansing breath caused the technician to pull me […]
Daisy Theology
Daisy Theology. I heard this term as my husband and I listened to a Timothy Keller sermon. In my early teens, I remember playing this game with a flower from our garden. “He loves me, he loves me not. He loves me, he loves me […]
Jesus saw satan fall
Have you ever come back from a trip eager to share your experience? Twelve years ago, my husband, son, and I took a day trip across the Belize border into Mexico. It was nearly midnight when we reached a section of the highway with undeveloped […]
Hand Over the Shoes
“Hand over the shoes, and no one gets hurt.” This statement, from one of the most passionate Christian women I know, made me laugh hard. And it’s my favorite from my social media posts. I purchased green shoes to match the emerald ring my husband […]
Eat the Bread, Drink the Water
Satiety. (Suh-tie-uh-tee) You know the feeling of fullness that persists after eating? That’s satiety. It’s a complex process involving several factors, including the type and amount of food, along with the person’s individual metabolism. I don’t know about you, but oftentimes my cravings, the type […]
Nothing Like the Real Thing
For the past 11 years, I’ve lived without daily bread. Being gluten-free in a developing country means making it yourself, or going without. So, I’ve gone without. Pancakes, waffles, or corn tortillas served as temporary replacements. In the beginning, I told myself that I didn’t […]
The Sin of Not Praying
I don’t even know her. She’s a friend of a friend. Each time she messaged me, it was to provide an update on her physical, emotional, or financial situation. Her “pray for me right now” arrived in my inbox at strange hours. I’ve heard that […]
When Will the Bleeding Stop?
A plate came barreling down on my forehead one dreadful night in July two years ago. Blood soaked my glasses, covered my hands, and dripped on the floor. My crime was opening a cabinet door. Crying out to the Lord in the emergency room, I wailed, […]