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Parenting Suicidal Children or Teens
My heart thundered against my ribcage as I fumbled for the cell phone. Clicking on the bedside lamp, fear clawed its way inside my body and settled in my stomach as a gentle voice shared, “Your son has been talking to me about the possibility of hurting himself. He...
Set Free
Though pain settles In my bones for the body keeps the score, My spirit calls to you at night, this ache I can endure. Lord, you once wore raw stripes from man’s abuse. But crying out you set me free, saved from sin’s refuse. I look to you for relief,...
Six Reasons We Can Rejoice in the Lord
I’ve become a news grazer. I glance at the headlines, but words like virus, revenge, and murder flood the screen. A click of the mouse and I am transported to hopelessness. And isn’t that what the Enemy would like for me to see? Feel? Believe? But I know better. You...
How to Find Rest From Spiritual Weight
The spiritual weight chases me through the dark hours. Even my dreams are filled with prayer. Morning arrives too soon as the deep ache of fibromyalgia forces its way into my awareness. The narrow hollow at the base of neck throbs, reminding me of my frailty and this...
Recovered: A Poem of Praise
Recovered from sleep the green of the season flows from every tree unfurling, uncurling tendrils of stem and petal. Recovered from slumber the morning dove greets the sun with a love song and the laughter of children dances on air like dandelion down. Recovered from...
How to Find Rest When You Grow Weary in the Waiting
This sort of weariness felt heavy--like an illness had overstayed and left its host weak and feeble. I’d pressed on, determined to mask tiredness with a smile. The pandemic and fatigue met at one moment in time and I was forced to decide. Despite my love for the...
All of Me
What was the excuse He gave that day when he rose from the table determined to betray? The Passover lamb had just washed his feet, wiped them dry and said, “One is not clean.” But it wasn’t only for this sinner Christ bore the shame. His stripes and lashes wore my...
