“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…
Forgiveness Sets Us Free
It’s no secret that the Pacific Northwest is my favorite place to visit. I love long barefoot walks on cool beaches, the sounds of the waves and the smell of the salt air. When you walk along the water’s edge, the waves lap up erasing your footprints. No evidence remains of where you had just been, just the smoothness of the sand. Forgiveness is a bit like this. The footprints represent events in our lives that need to be forgiven and the water is like God’s love washing them away. Once God’s love has covered a transgression, there is no reminders of it left in His eyes. Unlike meandering…
Partners of Hope
Living in Oklahoma can be brutal in July and August. High humidity combined with temperatures hovering around the century mark, can be suffocating. That is why it is almost a ceremonial event flipping the page of my calendar from August to September. It makes me happy. It’s funny how a turn of the page can instantly change my mood even though the conditions are the same. The reality is it’s supposed to hit a high of 100 degrees today, and let’s not even talk about the heat index. But it doesn’t matter to me. At some point today I’ll find my way to a pumpkin spice latte to celebrate the…
