I pass this tree when we go for our walk. At first glance it looks like a beautiful, flourishing tree, but appearances can be deceiving. In this case they are. It’s a live oak tree, yet not one oak leave is visible. It has been overtaken by an aggressive vine.…
Read moreFar too often I find my mind is a battle field – faith and doubt warring in my heart. One of my memory verses is Psalm 32:7: “For You are my hiding place. You protect me from trouble. You surround me with songs of victory.” I sometimes say it…
Read moreIt’s the Tuesday after Easter. The songs have been sung, the sacred story told, the good china washed and put away, and we slip back into the daily routine. On this quiet afternoon, I sit and look down the long stretch of years to the Easters of my childhood.…
Read moreIt had been one of “those” weeks. A small misunderstanding had grown out of all proportion, and she felt her world tilt. Nothing was as it should be. A current of discouragement ran through her days rendering her, as it always did, immobile. Her head, with its dispassionate view of…
Read moreShe went down her to-do list as she lay in bed. Just a few more minutes under the covers, and then she would get going. But before her feet hit the floor the ringing of the phone shattered the silence and her well laid plans for the day. A…
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