As a girl, I grew up in a town that housed a professional NFL team. In fact, I lived just a few blocks from the great Lambeau field and on many occasions rode my bike up to the practice field to watch the players. Coming from a town that backed…
Read moreCan you remember back to the time when you were little? You may not have to go back quite as far as I, having entered my seventh decade a year ago. Back then the days seemed to stretch out far longer than their allotted twenty-four hours. I remember sitting at…
Read moreLife is full of trouble. Philosophically speaking, that is. Know someone stymied? Frustrated? Hurt? Angry? Alienated? All are part of being human. And if I don’t have any pressing problems in my own life, someone will call and give me some to meditate on, or I can turn on the…
Read moreIn the stillness of the dawn, He patiently waits. Light finds the slit in the curtain and caresses my face. He’s calling me to arise from between the cotton sheets and snuggly blanket to sit with Him between the pages of His Word . . . sacred moments between…
Read moreIf you’ve been part of a church for any length of time, I’m certain that you have had to say good bye to one of your Pastors. It is one of the hardest things to do, you grow to love your spiritual leader and no one wants them to move…
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