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Three Ways to Cope with Grief and Sorrow
Scanning the images, I click on a grainy picture. "You've Got This" splashes across the screen along with a description of the tote bag's contents. 'Lollipops to help with nausea, snack items, and slippers will encourage the man in your life whether he is a cancer...
Love as a Noun
If stereotypes hold true (which is rarely the case), I might imagine him as a burly, rough-around-the-edges sort of guy. But because of his willing sacrifice, the entire world now recognizes him as the man who endured the pain of chemical burns in order to pull his...
7 Ways to Avoid the Seven Year Itch Any Year of Your Marriage (Principle #7-Special Delivery)
Dave came home one evening after standing duty. "You'll never guess who stopped by with dinner tonight--Rachel. And she brought T.J., too." Surprised, I paused to listen. "You know, I've seen her a lot lately. Last week, she asked if I would spend some time with T.J....
7 Ways to Avoid the Seven Year Itch Any Year of Your Marriage (Principle #6-Heavenly Husband)
Then the LORD God said, “I see that it is not good for the man to be alone. I will make the companion he needs, one just right for him. Genesis 2:18 Exotic flowers of every hue filled the garden with their beauty while nightingales whistled a love song. Admiring...
7 Ways to Avoid the Seven Year Itch Any Year of Your Marriage (Principle #5-Action Movies, Pizza and Beer)
My husband loves honey-do lists--the longer the list, the more satisfied he feels when each item has a bold hash mark through it. Mow the lawn. Done. Change the light fixtures. All set. Pay the bills. Taken care of. Despite Dave's affinity for these lists, I...
7 Ways to Avoid the Seven Year Itch (Principle #4–Demolish the DMZ)
"I am by nature a people pleaser, which means that by nature I'm a coward." --Pastor Mark Bates Those words resounded with me. How many times in my relationships had I been "diplomatic" in order to avoid disappointing someone? Or, even worse, appeared to agree...
His Name is Jesus
As we prayed together, her tears fell onto our intertwined hands. My heart broke as she uttered desperate words, "Lord, help me." My precious friend, horribly abused as a child and still suffering its repercussions as an adult, looked up and asked, "Why?" I don't...
