Until Next Time
I'm leaving early tomorrow morning to attend my aunt's memorial service. A lot has transpired this week and I'll tell you all about it next week. Until then, enjoy the beauty of autumn.
I'm leaving early tomorrow morning to attend my aunt's memorial service. A lot has transpired this week and I'll tell you all about it next week. Until then, enjoy the beauty of autumn.
Through all of the uncertainty, we found--and continue to find--hope in God.
It’s a different situation and time, but I have to reflect on brave words I’ve said in public.
There are all kinds of grief.
Even if you didn't attend Sunday School as a child, I'll bet you know this song.
She made an impression with me as a young girl. When she and her family visited our family home in Oregon, she dressed up for church and wore spectator pumps.
This was the tallest rock I had ever tried to rappel off, the double rope heavy in my hands. But I was ready to go.
Would we forget to pray for our kids and grands if we didn't have the bowl of rocks with their names on them? Probably not, but seeing their names on the rocks is a reminder to both of us to pray for our loved ones.
In our dark world, I'm focusing on the Light. It is my only hope. It can be yours, too.
Just a reminder my book launch for my newest book--A Trustworthy Anchor: God's Hope & Encouragement in the Storms of Life--a forty-day devotional is one week from today!