I don’t know how to improve. Is God’s grace really for me – such a mess up? How could God ever save me when I’m acting like this? Will He really change me, or the situation I’ve found myself in? Friends, yesterday I was so deep in a pit of stinking thinking, I could no longer see God’s faithfulness. It was bad. God seemed far. Self-condemnation was near. I was getting everything all wrong. I was thinking all wrong and I knew it. I’m a bad wife. I’m not loving my kids well. I haven’t made good decisions. I am letting people down. A heavy weight of sadness was…
Deeply Concerned
“You are weirdly excited” are the words my husband uttered as I set up this cute little power lift recliner in my bedroom. I had gotten the chair in preparation for the recovery from a complete open heart surgery. He was deeply concerned about the impending procedure and didn’t understand why I had such a peace and hopeful expectation for the outcome. I get it, my response was unusual. Let me back up to the beginning to explain. One fall day in 2017, I was doing some house cleaning when my chest began to hurt. My upper and mid back also began to hurt. And then it became painful…
A Heart Move
If you were not with us at our My Story, Our Table event in February, I wish you could have been so that you could have heard the heart of our precious speaker, Jamey Ory. I can in no way do it justice but let me share a few snippets. Jamey overcame many obstacles and hurdles and a couple of not so great relationships of her own before finding her current husband. She speaks of their relationship with tender appreciation and a gratefulness to God for being spouses who are equally yoked. In 2018 they felt the call to become a foster family and responded. What I found…
Football, False Starts & Faith
I’ll be honest, I didn’t watch the Super Bowl. I might have if the 49er’s had made through the playoffs but no such luck this year. I have been a “Niner’s” fan ever since they could barely win 2 games a season but I don’t watch football much these days. All the hoopla about the big game and several recent conversations about what I do have gotten me to thinking about what my life feels like it may look like if it were a football game. Imagine it’s halfway through the 3rd quarter, the other team is up by 6 touchdowns and I have so many false start penalties…
