The church was saddened by the news that Mr Smith had died of a heart attack. They asked, “Why did this happen. He was only 40 and he was the head of the youth Sunday School. He had made it something that Middle Schoolers and High Schoolers were excited to attend. He loved God deeply... Continue Reading →
In the 7th grade, during an argument with one of the boys in my class, I was called a name, Little Monster, that stuck throughout junior and senior high schools. Every day, I endured the teasing and taunting that comes with being seen as unattractive among teenagers. As I walked the halls of the school... Continue Reading →
One of the first pictures of Jesus that I remember seeing as a child was the one with the sheep wrapped around his neck as he brought the lost sheep back to the flock. It was a powerful image for me as a child of age nine or ten, because the carrying of the sheep... Continue Reading →
Leaky boats represent those moments in life when you feel alone in the troubles of your life. In those moments, you come to believe that no one will ever come to your rescue, and that you are on your own, bailing as hard as possible to stay afloat in an angry sea of grief, suffering,... Continue Reading →
As a child, my mother did not let me learn to swim, skate, or ride a bicycle. She would say that it was too dangerous. I never caught on that my older sister was allowed to learn all of these things, and she was just fine. But, because I believed my mother, I could be... Continue Reading →
The Muddy Glass Blog Look at the canoe filled with mud, looking rather worthless. Imagine that you find a cracked glass buried in the mud at the edge of the river. You pick it up and set it on a table to contemplate it. The cracked glass just sits there, useless, full of mud, sand,... Continue Reading →
Yes, I can be a bit of a perfectionist! My husband says that it is one of my coping mechanisms to try and control the world around me, to avoid pain and rejection by others. And, as much as I have argued that it is not so, I now realize that my constant tiredness during... Continue Reading →
Douglas and I like to go for walks on the paths here in town. There is so many trees, and just walking between such beauty soothes my soul. The problem is that we tend to wait until it is too hot to walk, and neither of us ever remembers to bring a bottle of water... Continue Reading →
I have the opposite of a green thumb, whatever color that might be! I avoid walking through the plant sections in Home Depot or going to flower shops, because as I walk through, things start dying! My husband, Douglas, is just the opposite, for he has a super-green thumb. Anything he plants comes up beautifully... Continue Reading →
I keep some thank-you cards at all times, mainly because I try not to take for granted the kindness of others. Sending a card with a few extra words that express our hearts' feelings toward the giver makes all the difference, to me. One of my pet peeves is people who fail to say thank... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 