An Isaac Kind of Promise

Keep your heart with all vigilance, for from it flow the springs of life. Proverbs 4:23 NIV I remember in the early years of our marriage, the many times that I would try to control Scott. One instance that pops up quickly for me is the purchase of our first minivan. We were eighteen when…

Pieces of Me

What a night it has been. It’s one of those nights where my eyes sting and I am certain a truck has to have run me over. I feel wrecked. Tonight night started last night and just kept on giving through this evening. If I am being completely honest with myself, this has been brewing…

Getting Off of the Treadmill

I am a runner. Well, I like to think that I am a runner. I love to do what I call running, on a treadmill. Running on the street is not my cup of tea. I have tried it, time and time again, and each time, I am quite certain that I am going to…

Seen and Unseen

A couple of summers back, my husband was teaching our youngest daughter nicknamed Bug, how to float. She was terrified to lay on her back and relax. Scott finally took her to the shallow end of the pool, by the steps, and got her to finally relax and let him hold her. As she laid…

Thirsty

I wanted to share a journal entry that washed over me a couple of days ago. My heart aches deeply for our thirsty earth and the parched souls searching desperately for something to satisfy the arid places within. Father, We have never been more thirsty for Your living water! We are searching for it in…

Biting at the Waves

A couple of weeks ago, my husband and I went to the lake to walk with our puppy, Mr. Feeny (yes, he is totally named after the Boy Meets World tv show). One thing you must know about me is that I am, at my core, a sun flower. I must be bathed in sunshine to ensure…

Unanswered Prayers

I think Garth Brooks sang it best, “Some of God’s greatest gifts, are unanswered prayers.” Many times I have prayed and prayed and begged others to join in me in prayer, praying every way that I’d been taught and to no avail. “I must be doing it wrong.” I would think to myself. I would…

Cardinals Fan

The day before Easter, I sat down to have my daily quiet time. Now quiet time, in my house, is rarely quiet. So, quiet time is a very relative term. This is the time my coffee is hot, I am snuggled under my blankets, and my books are in my lap, ready to be opened….