Select Page

 

Blog

Shame

 

 

 

Pouring a Cup…Need One?

Pouring a Cup…Need One?

I don’t know about you, but I need to breathe in a soothing scent. Coffee it is. The water is boiling, our cups are set. I’ve opened up His Love Letter to us. It’s over here on the table, come sit with me? There is this section that I keep thinking about. Look with me...
I Can’t. But God.

I Can’t. But God.

Two more days till we drive up north. The leaves are changing colors, it will be gorgeous. The air has suddenly turned crisp. The furnace is on. Pack sweaters! Four more days till the wedding. It has been a wonder-filled, winsome time preparing my words to officiate....
Self-made or…? Surrendered

Self-made or…? Surrendered

Would I dare speak of being a Christ follower without holding my own “self” accountable to the Calvary part of God’s Love Story? I rarely hear the word outside of Easter. Calvary. It wasn’t even in my Webster’s Universal College...

Pin It on Pinterest