FaithStory

Who Do You Say I Am?

I have a passion for sharing our stories. If you've hung out here long enough, you probably noticed that. (I talk a lot about it here.) Lately, I've been guiding a small but mighty group of godly women in my church toward owning their hard stories. And not just owning them, but sharing them as the Lord leads to help other women walk into hard...

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Who Do You Say I Am?
FaithGood Books

To Search For Answers In All The Wrong Places

At my age, you'd think I have all the answers. Sometimes I pretend I do (and my husband would say I THINK I do), but the older I get I find I have more questions than answers. I've been searching for answers to some big questions lately. Questions like how do I help people I love realize time is short, the days are fleeting, and that "what has...

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To Search For Answers In All The Wrong Places
FaithWorship

A Prayer To Use My “Five Stones”

I heard Kathie Lee Gifford talk about it today, those words describing David's assault on the giant in I Samuel 17:40: Then he took his staff in his hand and chose five smooth stones from the brook and put them in his shepherd's pouch. His sling was in his hand, and he approached the Philistine. David picked up five stones then went out to...

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A Prayer To Use My “Five Stones”
FaithGood BooksSlice of LifeWriting

To Know When To Pause

Time flies when you're having fun, right? It also flies when the ups and downs of life take you by the hand and drag you along. We're two weeks into October, 15 days into my commitment to write a short blog post every day and I'm falling woefully short of that goal. But, with so many other needful and necessary and good things taking me by the...

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To Know When To Pause
Slice of Life

To Inspire Is To Give Life

I spent a beautiful autumn Saturday in the company of lovely women, many in the autumn of their lives. These friends who do life together had invited me to share a message at their annual retreat. A dozen or so, most with life-long connections, all with an abiding love and respect for one another. We sat in a cozy space and shared stories. I'd...

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To Inspire Is To Give Life
Slice of Life

5 Reasons To Start With ‘Why?’

I "retired" five years ago after 20 years of homeschooling. Our calendar is no longer filled with sporting and theater events, school co-op days, testing appointments or special music classes, but my days are full in a different way. Because, I haven't retired from life. I wrote about this new empty nest season the year I turned 60 and...

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5 Reasons To Start With ‘Why?’
FaithWriting

To Know What You Believe

My head is spinning. For nearly two months, I've given my precious reading and writing time over to studying for a course I'm taking through Moody Bible Institute. We're considering the roles of women in the church. Specifically, is it Biblical for women to lead and teach a gathering where men are present? What do you believe? What do I...

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To Know What You Believe
FaithFamily

To Name Your Fears

"What are you afraid of?" One of our sons experienced night terrors when he was young. We had become used to the fact he would sometimes walk in his sleep, appearing suddenly in the family room after he'd been asleep for a few hours. We quickly learned that he was actually still partially asleep and didn't know what he was doing, so we'd...

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To Name Your Fears
FamilyStory

To Write the Ending of His Story

If you were given the chance to write the ending of your life story, what would it look like? What would you be doing in your last days? My Dad would be working. That's right -- working. Dad loved to work and held so many different jobs throughout his lifetime that he and I wrote a little book about it. We called it One Man's Work and...

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To Write the Ending of His Story
FaithSlice of Life

And Her Faith Was Made Complete

Three small "scholars" are buckled into my back seat, blue eyes peering at me from beneath straw hats and a bonnet. They are the oldest of my Amish neighbor's seven children. Our five-mile drive to their country school is quiet, my passengers answering questions in a whisper, smiling shyly at my image in the rear-view mirror. I tune in to a...

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And Her Faith Was Made Complete