Many mornings over the past six years, the first ink to flow through my pen into my prayer journal comes out, “God, you are good.” There is a depth of the goodness of Jesus that I did not understand until he took my hand and walked through the fire with me. And because of that…… Continue reading Always and In All Things
Thursday, June 14, 7:15 a.m. The storm has turned the highway into a river. White-knuckled and blinded by the pounding rain on my windshield, I want to be anywhere but here. I pray for the rain to stop. This is what fear feels like. Friday, June 15, 8:15 a.m. My stagnant little creek bed has…… Continue reading Can We Truly Know Peace Without Also Knowing Fear?
I was 40 and already had a head of prematurely gray hair (I hide it well) when Dr. Testroet called with the crappy cancer news, but the following words from Jen Wilkin’s 27-year-old experience ring true inside of me. Once you hear a cancer diagnosis, you can’t unhear it. Even with successful treatment, it changes…… Continue reading Cancer Gave Me The Gift of Knowing Human Frailty
You never know when it’s gonna hit. I haven’t even given cancer much thought recently. I just live and write and buy groceries and do boy mom things and complain about the nine inches of mid-March snow that the weatherman did not forecast. And it’s good. I like this life God has given me. I’m…… Continue reading How American Idol Cracked Open the Cancer Wound
The flowers are gone, but I’m keeping the card forever. The writing part of my life was challenging this fall. I diligently researched and interviewed and wrote and worked on a lot of things that have yet to come to fruition. So many hours of brain-power with so little to show for it. Between September…… Continue reading These 8 Little Words are Pushing Me Persevere