Strife seems to build like a summer rainstorm in the Rockies-slowly, visibly. Once in a while the clouds drift by merely casting threatening shadows, but other times it seems as if there is nowhere to hide. Even the house shakes beneath the rumbles of poorly managed...
Live with the end in mind. As I mull over the meaning of the phrase and how it might impact my life, several questions demand consideration. The first–Why live with the end in mind? There is enough motherhood mayhem and workplace drama to consume just...
When I was a young woman–still in highschool–a beloved lady in my life accused, “You’re getting to be a fanatic.” I hadn’t joined a group of extremists. I didn’t lock myself to a chainlink fence and protest nuclear...
I’ve never been one to make New Year’s resolutions. I guess I’ve always thought of it as something that seems mildly unimportant and easily dismissed–especially when a flourless chocolate torte in a pool of raspberry sauce looks tantalizingly...
A bruised reed he will not break, and a smoldering wick he will not snuff out. In faithfulness he will bring forth justice…Isaiah 42:3 Like the rest of you, I’m in mourning today for the horrific and senseless loss of life in Connecticut. I sit helplessly...
