How to Have a Perfectly Imperfect Christmas
For years I strove for The Perfect Christmas. My gene pool generously blessed me with an extra dose of perfectionism. If you…
Helping Women Move From Fear into Faith
For years I strove for The Perfect Christmas. My gene pool generously blessed me with an extra dose of perfectionism. If you…
Do you tear through holiday tasks like a machine, cranking out the baking, shopping and decorating, but forget the miracle? Have you…
I want to whet your appetite for God’s Word. I want you to be hungry for His unique message for you. It’s…
Enroute to Columbia, my neck craned towards the steering wheel, eyes peeled for deer and crazy drivers, hands gripped at 10 and…
On the first day of 2021, I stood beside our fake Lowe’s tree and removed one ornament at a time. Each one…
I’m convinced God designed me to gather people. To serve them, encourage them and watch magic happen when strangers become friends. I…
I would speed through it all and finally sit down to enjoy our decorated fresh fir… after the holidays. I was overwhelmed with sadness when I realized I’d missed some priceless moments that were gone forever.
I’d thought to bring stocking gifts along for the children. As we settled into our room for the night, our kids happily tore into small presents while sitting on motel beds. I can still feel their excitement over such a small thing. It’s always been one of my favorite Christmas memories.